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start date July 20, 2011
today's date January 12, 2013
TOPIC: MASTER! PLEASE TELL US WHAT YOU KNOW!
1-12-13 - DREAM - I was typing on a computer page - the words, "Master! Please tell us what you know!"
There were a couple small subtlely colored statements between those lines, but the lines, "Master! Please tell us what you know!" was repeated at least 100 times on the page, which seemed like too many times, but when I started to delete what seemed like an excess of the lines "Master! Please tell us what you know!" I started to get confused and woke up.
by James Khan
This is a collection of Sufi and Zen Parables from various ages.
They either contain the Wisdom of the Ages, or the stories of old idiots!
When you read a story you'll wonder if the narrator is very wise, very stupid or just telling stories; sometimes it's one and sometimes it's the other.
Make what you will of them. My suggestion would be to try not to make sense of them, just be aware of the parable and be aware of the thoughts that it invokes in you. They are not your thoughts, they are just thoughts. Try instead to to detach from them and observe.
The essence of Zen is on not identifying with one thought or its opposite, it is about getting to the awareness that is behind the thought.
What is missing in this moment?
What is wrong with this moment, if you don't think about it?
If a tree falls in a forest, and there is no one there to hear it, will it make a sound?
A little boy from a small village was taken by bandits. They put a sack over him and he couldn't see anything. As they were taking him away from his home, he heard the sound of the church bell; it got dimmer and dimmer as he was carried further and further him away.
When he grew up, he managed to escape from his captors. But he had nowhere to go as he had no clue as to where or in what country his home and family were. The only thing he vaguely remembered was the sound of a bell. He instinctively walked, passing to village after village, working for a few days, then moving on. He heard many many bells, but he knew inside that the sound wasn't the same. He continued, always listening for that bell.
Eventually he was fed up with the years of wondering, and wanted to end it all. Then he heard a dim sound, he knew it was the same bell he heard inside his head all those years ago; he walked and then ran towards it. He asked the villagers if the knew of a family who's boy had been abducted 30 years ago. They did know of one, and they took him to his home.
A university professor went to visit a famous Zen master. While the master quietly served tea, the professor talked about Zen. The master poured the visitor's cup to the brim, and then kept pouring.
The professor watched the overflowing cup until he could no longer restrain himself.
"It's overfull! No more will go in!" the professor blurted.
"You are like this cup," the master replied,
"How can I show you Zen unless you first empty
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A man asked the great Khan, "Khan sahib, how old you are?" The great Khan replied "We are 80". The following year the man asked the same question and got the same answer "We are 80".
Some years went past and the man asked him again how old he was. The Khan replied "We are 80".
The man queried "You told me this several years ago".
The great Khan replied "The Khan speaks with One Voice".
A man asked the great Khan, "Khan sahib, do you know of a holy man that I could go to?"
The Khan replied "Yes, go and see Sufi Rumi, why he's greater then God himself".
"Greater then God". The man and all the other people around him wondered what kind of a person could think such a thing. They went to Rumi, and asked him "Are you claiming to be greater then God himself?". "No, no, no, not at all, I'm just a poor man, not unlike you." said Rumi.
The men went back to the great Khan, and said we talked to Rumi, and he said he's a poor, humble man. The great Khan thundered: "What does that son of an owl know, we know" he said, pounding his chest, "he's greater then God".
The wife of a man became very sick. On her
deathbed, she said to him, "I love you so much!
I don't want to leave you, and I don't want you
to betray me. Promise that you will not see any
other women once I die, or I will come back to
For several months after her death, the
husband did avoid other women, but then he met
someone and fell in love. On the night that they
were engaged to be married, the ghost of his
former wife appeared to him. She blamed him for
not keeping the promise, and every night
thereafter she returned to taunt him. The ghost
would remind him of everything that transpired
between him and his fiancee that day, even to
the point of repeating, word for word, their
conversations. It upset him so badly that he
couldn't sleep at all.
Desperate, he sought the advice of a Zen
master who lived near the village. "This is a
very clever ghost," the master said upon hearing
the man's story. "It is!" replied the man. "She
remembers every detail of what I say and do. It
knows everything!" The master smiled, "You
should admire such a ghost, but I will tell you
what to do the next time you see it."
That night the ghost returned. The man
responded just as the master had advised. "You
are such a wise ghost," the man said, "You know
that I can hide nothing from you. If you can
answer me one question, I will break off the
engagement and remain single for the rest of my
life." "Ask your question," the ghost replied.
The man scooped up a handful of beans from a
large bag on the floor, "Tell me exactly how
many beans there are in my hand."
At that moment the ghost disappeared and never returned.
A new student approached the Zen master and
asked how he should prepare himself for his
training. "Think of me a bell," the master
explained. "Give me a soft tap, and you will get
a tiny ping. Strike hard, and you'll receive a
loud, resounding peal."
One of master Gasan's monks visited the university in Tokyo. When he returned, he asked the master if he had ever read the Christian Bible.
"No," Gasan replied, "Please read some of it to me." The monk opened the Bible to the Sermon on the Mount in St. Matthew, and began reading. After reading Christ's words about the lilies in the field, he paused. Master Gasan was silent for a long time.
"Yes," he finally said, "Whoever uttered
these words is an enlightened being. What you
have read to me is the essence of everything I
have been trying to teach you here!"
A martial arts student approached his teacher
with a question. "I'd like to improve my
knowledge of the martial arts. In addition to
learning from you, I'd like to study with
another teacher in order to learn another style.
What do you think of this idea?"
"The hunter who chases two rabbits," answered
the master, "catches neither one."
After winning several archery contests, the young and rather boastful champion challenged a Zen master who was renowned for his skill as an archer. The young man demonstrated remarkable technical proficiency when he hit a distant bull's eye on his first try, and then split that arrow with his second shot.
"There," he said to the old man, "see if you can match that!"
Undisturbed, the master did not draw his bow, but rather motioned for the young archer to follow him up the mountain.
Curious about the old fellow's intentions, the champion followed him high into the mountain until they reached a deep chasm spanned by a rather flimsy and shaky log. Calmly stepping out onto the middle of the unsteady and certainly perilous bridge, the old master picked a far away tree as a target, drew his bow, and fired a clean, direct hit.
"Now it is your turn," he said as he gracefully stepped back onto the safe ground.
Staring with terror into the seemingly bottomless and beckoning abyss, the young man could not force himself to step out onto the log, no less shoot at a target.
"You have much skill with your bow," the
master said, sensing his challenger's
predicament, "but you have little skill with the
mind that lets loose the shot."
During a momentous battle, a Japanese general
decided to attack even though his army was
greatly outnumbered. He was confident they would
win, but his men were filled with doubt. On the
way to the battle, they stopped at a religious
shrine. After praying with the men, the general
took out a coin and said, "I shall now toss this
coin. If it is heads, we shall win. If tails, we
shall lose. Destiny will now reveal itself."
He threw the coin into the air and all
watched intently as it landed. It was heads. The
soldiers were so overjoyed and filled with
confidence that they vigorously attacked the
enemy and were victorious. After the battle, a
lieutenant remarked to the general, "No one can
"Quite right," the general replied as he
showed the lieutenant the coin, which had heads
on both sides.
The great Taoist master Chuang Tzu once
dreamt that he was a butterfly fluttering here
and there. In the dream he had no awareness of
his individuality as a person. He was only a
butterfly. Suddenly, he awoke and found himself
laying there, a person once again. But then he
thought to himself, "Was I before a man who
dreamt about being a butterfly, or am I now a
butterfly who dreams about being a man?"
The Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty was a
national hero for his success as both a
statesman and military leader. But despite his
fame, power, and wealth, he considered himself a
humble and devout Buddhist. Often he visited his
favorite Zen master to study under him, and they
seemed to get along very well. The fact that he
was prime minister apparently had no effect on
their relationship, which seemed to be simply
one of a revered master and respectful student.
One day, during his usual visit, the Prime
Minister asked the master, "Your Reverence, what
is egotism according to Buddhism?" The master's
face turned red, and in a very condescending and
insulting tone of voice, he shot back, "What
kind of stupid question is that!?"
This unexpected response so shocked the Prime
Minister that he became sullen and angry. The
Zen master then smiled and said, "THIS, Your
Excellency, is egotism."
Roshi Kapleau agreed to educate a group of
psychoanalysts about Zen. After being introduced
to the group by the director of the analytic
institute, the Roshi quietly sat down upon a
cushion placed on the floor. A student entered,
prostrated before the master, and then seated
himself on another cushion a few feet away,
facing his teacher. "What is Zen?" the student
asked. The Roshi produced a banana, peeled it,
and started eating. "Is that all? Can't you show
me anything else?" the student said. "Come
closer, please," the master replied. The student
moved in and the Roshi waved the remaining
portion of the banana before the student's face.
The student prostrated, and left.
A second student rose to address the
audience. "Do you all understand?" When there
was no response, the student added, "You have
just witnessed a first-rate demonstration of
Zen. Are there any questions?"
After a long silence, someone spoke up.
"Roshi, I am not satisfied with your
demonstration. You have shown us something that
I am not sure I understand. It must be possible
to TELL us what Zen is."
"If you must insist on words," the Roshi replied, "then Zen is an elephant copulating with a flea."
One day the Master announced that a young
monk had reached an advanced state of
enlightenment The news caused some stir. Some of
the monks went to see the young monk. "We heard
you are enlightened. Is that true?" they asked.
"It is," he replied.
"And how do you feel?"
"As miserable as ever," said the monk.
After ten years of apprenticeship, Tenno
achieved the rank of Zen teacher. One rainy day,
he went to visit the famous master Nan-in. When
he walked in, the master greeted him with a
question, "Did you leave your wooden clogs and
umbrella on the porch?"
"Yes," Tenno replied.
"Tell me," the master continued, "did you
place your umbrella to the left of your shoes,
or to the right?"
Tenno did not know the answer, and realized
that he had not yet attained full awareness. So
he became Nan-in's apprentice and studied under
him for ten more years.
There once lived a great warrior. Though
quite old, he still was able to defeat any
challenger. His reputation extended far and wide
throughout the land and many students gathered
to study under him.
One day an infamous young warrior arrived at
the village. He was determined to be the first
man to defeat the great master. Along with his
strength, he had an uncanny ability to spot and
exploit any weakness in an opponent. He would
wait for his opponent to make the first move,
thus revealing a weakness, and then would strike
with merciless force and lightning speed. No one
had ever lasted with him in a match beyond the
Much against the advice of his concerned
students, the old master gladly accepted the
young warrior's challenge. As the two squared
off for battle, the young warrior began to hurl
insults at the old master. He threw dirt and
spit in his face. For hours he verbally
assaulted him with every curse and insult known
to mankind. But the old warrior merely stood
there motionless and calm. Finally, the young
warrior exhausted himself. Knowing he was
defeated, he left feeling shamed.
Somewhat disappointed that he did not fight
the insolent youth, the students gathered around
the old master and questioned him. "How could
you endure such an indignity? How did you drive
"If someone comes to give you a gift and you
do not receive it," the master replied, "to whom
does the gift belong?"
A Taoist story tells of an old man who
accidentally fell into the river rapids leading
to a high and dangerous waterfall. Onlookers
feared for his life. Miraculously, he came out
alive and unharmed downstream at the bottom of
the falls. People asked him how he managed to
survive. "I accommodated myself to the water,
not the water to me. Without thinking, I allowed
myself to be shaped by it. Plunging into the
swirl, I came out with the swirl. This is how I
Whenever anyone asked him about Zen, the
great master Gutei would quietly raise one
finger into the air. A boy in the village began
to imitate this behavior. Whenever he heard
people talking about Gutei's teachings, he would
interrupt the discussion and raise his finger.
Gutei heard about the boy's mischief. When he
saw him in the street, he seized him and cut off
his finger. The boy cried and began to run off,
but Gutei called out to him. When the boy turned
to look, Gutei raised his finger into the air.
At that moment the boy became enlightened.
Word spread across the countryside about the
wise Holy Man who lived in a small house atop
the mountain. A man from the village decided to
make the long and difficult journey to visit
him. When he arrived at the house, he saw an old
servant inside who greeted him at the door. "I
would like to see the wise Holy Man," he said to
the servant. The servant smiled and led him
inside. As they walked through the house, the
man from the village looked eagerly around the
house, anticipating his encounter with the Holy
Man. Before he knew it, he had been led to the
back door and escorted outside. He stopped and
turned to the servant, "But I want to see the
"You already have," said the old man.
"Everyone you may meet in life, even if they
appear plain and insignificant... see each of
them as a wise Holy Man. If you do this, then
whatever problem you brought here today will be
The emperor, who was a devout Buddhist,
invited a great Zen master to the Palace in
order to ask him questions about Buddhism. "What
is the highest truth of the holy Buddhist
doctrine?" the emperor inquired.
"Vast emptiness... and not a trace of
holiness," the master replied.
"If there is no holiness," the emperor said,
"then who or what are you?"
"I do not know," the master replied.
A beautiful girl in the village was pregnant.
Her angry parents demanded to know who was the
father. At first resistant to confess, the
anxious and embarrassed girl finally pointed to
Hakuin, the Zen master whom everyone previously
revered for living such a pure life. When the
outraged parents confronted Hakuin with their
daughter's accusation, he simply replied "Is
When the child was born, the parents brought
it to the Hakuin, who now was viewed as a pariah
by the whole village. They demanded that he take
care of the child since it was his
responsibility. "Is that so?" Hakuin said calmly
as he accepted the child.
For many months he took very good care of the
child until the daughter could no longer
withstand the lie she had told. She confessed
that the real father was a young man in the
village whom she had tried to protect. The
parents immediately went to Hakuin to see if he
would return the baby. With profuse apologies
they explained what had happened. "Is that so?"
Hakuin said as he handed them the child.
A student went to his meditation teacher and
said, "My meditation is horrible! I feel so
distracted, or my legs ache, or I'm constantly
falling asleep. It's just horrible!"
"It will pass," the teacher said matter of
A week later, the student came back to his
teacher. "My meditation is wonderful! I feel so
aware, so peaceful, so alive! It's just
"It will pass," the teacher replied matter of
There once was a monastery that was very
strict. Following a vow of silence, no one was
allowed to speak at all. But there was one
exception to this rule. Every ten years, the
monks were permitted to speak just two words.
After spending his first ten years at the
monastery, one monk went to the head monk. "It
has been ten years," said the head monk. "What
are the two words you would like to speak?"
"Bed... hard..." said the monk.
"I see," replied the head monk.
Ten years later, the monk returned to the
head monk's office. "It has been ten more
years," said the head monk. "What are the two
words you would like to speak?"
"Food... stinks..." said the monk.
"I see," replied the head monk.
Yet another ten years passed and the monk
once again met with the head monk who asked,
"What are your two words now, after these ten
"I... quit!" said the monk.
"Well, I can see why," replied the head monk.
"All you ever do is complain."
One day Chuang Tzu and a friend were walking
by a river. "Look at the fish swimming about,"
said Chuang Tzu, "They are really enjoying
"You are not a fish," replied the friend, "So
you can't truly know that they are enjoying
"You are not me," said Chuang Tzu. "So how do
you know that I do not know that the fish are
The son of a master thief asked his father to
teach him the secrets of the trade. The old
thief agreed and that night took his son to
burglarize a large house. While the family was
asleep, he silently led his young apprentice
into a room that contained a clothes closet. The
father told his son to go into the closet to
pick out some clothes. When he did, his father
quickly shut the door and locked him in. Then he
went back outside, knocked loudly on the front
door, thereby waking the family, and quickly
slipped away before anyone saw him. Hours later,
his son returned home, bedraggled and exhausted.
"Father," he cried angrily, "Why did you lock me
in that closet? If I hadn't been made desperate
by my fear of getting caught, I never would have
escaped. It took all my ingenuity to get out!"
The old thief smiled. "Son, you have had your
first lesson in the art of burglary."
A master calligrapher was writing some
characters onto a piece of paper. One of his
especially perceptive students was watching him.
When the calligrapher was finished, he asked for
the student's opinion - who immediately told him
that it wasn't any good. The master tried again,
but the student criticized the work again. Over
and over, the calligrapher carefully redrew the
same characters, and each time the student
rejected it. Finally, when the student had
turned his attention away to something else and
wasn't watching, the master seized the
opportunity to quickly dash off the characters.
"There! How's that?," he asked the student. The
student turned to look. "THAT.... is a
masterpiece!" he exclaimed.
There is a Taoist story of an old farmer who
had worked his crops for many years. One day his
horse ran away. Upon hearing the news, his
neighbors came to visit. "Such bad luck," they
said sympathetically. "May be," the farmer
replied. The next morning the horse returned,
bringing with it three other wild horses. "How
wonderful," the neighbors exclaimed. "May be,"
replied the old man. The following day, his son
tried to ride one of the untamed horses, was
thrown, and broke his leg. The neighbors again
came to offer their sympathy on his misfortune.
"May be," answered the farmer. The day after,
military officials came to the village to draft
young men into the army. Seeing that the son's
leg was broken, they passed him by. The
neighbors congratulated the farmer on how well
things had turned out. "May be," said the
A Zen Master lived the simplest kind of life
in a little hut at the foot of a mountain. One
evening, while he was away, a thief sneaked into
the hut only to find there was nothing in it to
steal. The Zen Master returned and found him.
"You have come a long way to visit me," he told
the prowler, "and you should not return empty
handed. Please take my clothes as a gift." The
thief was bewildered, but he took the clothes
and ran away. The Master sat naked, watching the
moon. "Poor fellow," he mused, " I wish I could
give him this beautiful moon."
There was once a stone cutter who was
dissatisfied with himself and with his position
One day he passed a wealthy merchant's house.
Through the open gateway, he saw many fine
possessions and important visitors. "How
powerful that merchant must be!" thought the
stone cutter. He became very envious and wished
that he could be like the merchant.
To his great surprise, he suddenly became the
merchant, enjoying more luxuries and power than
he had ever imagined, but envied and detested by
those less wealthy than himself. Soon a high
official passed by, carried in a sedan chair,
accompanied by attendants and escorted by
soldiers beating gongs. Everyone, no matter how
wealthy, had to bow low before the procession.
"How powerful that official is!" he thought. "I
wish that I could be a high official!"
Then he became the high official, carried
everywhere in his embroidered sedan chair,
feared and hated by the people all around. It
was a hot summer day, so the official felt very
uncomfortable in the sticky sedan chair. He
looked up at the sun. It shone proudly in the
sky, unaffected by his presence. "How powerful
the sun is!" he thought. "I wish that I could be
Then he became the sun, shining fiercely down
on everyone, scorching the fields, cursed by the
farmers and laborers. But a huge black cloud
moved between him and the earth, so that his
light could no longer shine on everything below.
"How powerful that storm cloud is!" he thought.
"I wish that I could be a cloud!"
Then he became the cloud, flooding the fields
and villages, shouted at by everyone. But soon
he found that he was being pushed away by some
great force, and realized that it was the wind.
"How powerful it is!" he thought. "I wish that I
could be the wind!"
Then he became the wind, blowing tiles off
the roofs of houses, uprooting trees, feared and
hated by all below him. But after a while, he
ran up against something that would not move, no
matter how forcefully he blew against it - a
huge, towering rock. "How powerful that rock
is!" he thought. "I wish that I could be a
Then he became the rock, more powerful than
anything else on earth. But as he stood there,
he heard the sound of a hammer pounding a chisel
into the hard surface, and felt himself being
changed. "What could be more powerful than I,
the rock?" he thought.
He looked down and saw far below him the
figure of a stone cutter.
A renowned Zen master said that his greatest
teaching was this: Buddha is your own mind. So
impressed by how profound this idea was, one
monk decided to leave the monastery and retreat
to the wilderness to meditate on this insight.
There he spent 20 years as a hermit probing the
One day he met another monk who was traveling
through the forest. Quickly the hermit monk
learned that the traveler also had studied under
the same Zen master. "Please, tell me what you
know of the master's greatest teaching." The
traveler's eyes lit up, "Ah, the master has been
very clear about this. He says that his greatest
teaching is this: Buddha is NOT your own mind."
Two buddhists monks were arguing about a flag flapping in the wind. "It's the wind that is really moving," stated the first one. "No, it is the flag that is moving," contended the second. A third interrupted them.
"Neither the flag nor the wind is moving," he
said, "It is MIND that is moving."
Two monks were washing their bowls in the
river when they noticed a scorpion that was
drowning. One monk immediately scooped it up and
set it upon the bank. In the process he was
stung. He went back to washing his bowl and
again the scorpion fell in. The monk saved the
scorpion and was again stung. The other monk
asked him, "Friend, why do you continue to save
the scorpion when you know it's nature is to
"Because," the monk replied, "to save it is
A priest was in charge of the garden within a
famous Zen temple. He had been given the job
because he loved the flowers, shrubs, and trees.
Next to the temple there was another, smaller
temple where there lived a very old Zen master.
One day, when the priest was expecting some
special guests, he took extra care in tending to
the garden. He pulled the weeds, trimmed the
shrubs, combed the moss, and spent a long time
meticulously raking up and carefully arranging
all the dry autumn leaves. As he worked, the old
master watched him with interest from across the
wall that separated the temples.
When he had finished, the priest stood back
to admire his work. "Isn't it beautiful," he
called out to the old master. "Yes," replied the
old man, "but there is something missing. Help
me over this wall and I'll put it right for
After hesitating, the priest lifted the old
fellow over and set him down. Slowly, the master
walked to the tree near the center of the
garden, grabbed it by the trunk, and shook it.
Leaves showered down all over the garden.
"There," said the old man, "you can put me back
Upon meeting a Zen master at a social event,
a psychiatrist decided to ask him a question
that had been on his mind. "Exactly how do you
help people?" he inquired.
"I get them where they can't ask any more
questions," the Master answered.
The Emperor asked Master Gudo, "What happens
to a man of enlightenment after death?"
"How should I know?" replied Gudo.
"Because you are a master," answered the Emperor.
"Yes sir," said Gudo, "but not a dead one."
Two traveling monks reached a river where
they met a young woman. Wary of the current, she
asked if they could carry her across. One of the
monks hesitated, but the other quickly picked
her up onto his shoulders, transported her
across the water, and put her down on the other
bank. She thanked him and departed.
As the monks continued on their way, the one
was brooding and preoccupied. Unable to hold his
silence, he spoke out. "Brother, our spiritual
training teaches us to avoid any contact with
women, but you picked that one up on your
shoulders and carried her!"
"Brother," the second monk replied, "I set
her down on the other side, while you are still
Two people are lost in the desert. They are
dying from hunger and thirst. Finally, they come
to a high wall. On the other side they can hear
the sound of a waterfall and birds singing.
Above, they can see the branches of a lush tree
extending over the top of the wall. Its fruit
One of them manages to climb over the wall
and disappears down the other side. The other,
instead, returns to the desert to help other
lost travelers find their way to the oasis.
A dramatic ballad singer studied under a
strict teacher who insisted that he rehearse day
after day, month after month the same passage
from the same song, without being permitted to
go any further. Finally, overwhelmed by
frustration and despair, the young man ran off
to find another profession. One night, stopping
at an inn, he stumbled upon a recitation
contest. Having nothing to lose, he entered the
competition and, of course, sang the one passage
that he knew so well. When he had finished, the
sponsor of the contest highly praised his
performance. Despite the student's embarrassed
objections, the sponsor refused to believe that
he had just heard a beginner perform. "Tell me,"
the sponsor said, "who is your instructor? He
must be a great master." The student later
became known as the great performer Koshiji.
A Japanese warrior was captured by his
enemies and thrown into prison. That night he
was unable to sleep because he feared that the
next day he would be interrogated, tortured, and
executed. Then the words of his Zen master came
to him, "Tomorrow is not real. It is an
illusion. The only reality is now." Heeding
these words, the warrior became peaceful and
A rich man asked a Zen master to write
something down that could encourage the
prosperity of his family for years to come. It
would be something that the family could cherish
for generations. On a large piece of paper, the
master wrote, "Father dies, son dies, grandson
The rich man became angry when he saw the
master's work. "I asked you to write something
down that could bring happiness and prosperity
to my family. Why do you give me something
depressing like this?"
"If your son should die before you," the
master answered, "this would bring unbearable
grief to your family. If your grandson should
die before your son, this also would bring great
sorrow. If your family, generation after
generation, disappears in the order I have
described, it will be the natural course of
life. This is true happiness and prosperity."
When the spiritual teacher and his disciples
began their evening meditation, the cat who
lived in the monastery made such noise that it
distracted them. So the teacher ordered that the
cat be tied up during the evening practice.
Years later, when the teacher died, the cat
continued to be tied up during the meditation
session. And when the cat eventually died,
another cat was brought to the monastery and
tied up. Centuries later, learned descendants of
the spiritual teacher wrote scholarly treatises
about the religious significance of tying up a
cat for meditation practice.
A monk set off on a long pilgrimage to find
the Buddha. He devoted many years to his search
until he finally reached the land where the
Buddha was said to live. While crossing the
river to this country, the monk looked around as
the boatman rowed. He noticed something floating
towards them. As it got closer, he realized that
it was the corpse of a person. When it drifted
so close that he could almost touch it, he
suddenly recognized the dead body - it was his
own! He lost all control and wailed at the sight
of himself, still and lifeless, drifting along
the river's currents. That moment was the
beginning of his liberation.
One day there was an earthquake that shook
the entire Zen temple. Parts of it even
collapsed. Many of the monks were terrified.
When the earthquake stopped the teacher said,
"Now you have had the opportunity to see how a
Zen man behaves in a crisis situation. You may
have noticed that I did not panic. I was quite
aware of what was happening and what to do. I
led you all to the kitchen, the strongest part
of the temple. It was a good decision, because
you see we have all survived without any
injuries. However, despite my self-control and
composure, I did feel a little bit tense - which
you may have deduced from the fact that I drank
a large glass of water, something I never do
under ordinary circumstances."
One of the monks smiled, but didn't say
"What are you laughing at?" asked the
"That wasn't water," the monk replied, "it
was a large glass of soy sauce."
Four monks decided to meditate silently
without speaking for two weeks. By nightfall on
the first day, the candle began to flicker and
then went out. The first monk said, "Oh, no! The
candle is out." The second monk said, "Aren't we
not suppose to talk?" The third monk said, "Why
must you two break the silence?" The fourth monk
laughed and said, "Ha! I'm the only one who
A Tibetan story tells of a meditation student
who, while meditating in his room, believed he
saw a spider descending in front of him. Each
day the menacing creature returned, growing
larger and larger each time. So frightened was
the student, that he went to his teacher to
report his dilemma. He said he planned to place
a knife in his lap during meditation, so when
the spider appeared he would kill it. The
teacher advised him against this plan. Instead,
he suggested, bring a piece of chalk to
meditation, and when the spider appeared, mark
an "X" on its belly. Then report back.
The student returned to his meditation. When
the spider again appeared, he resisted the urge
to attack it, and instead did just what the
master suggested. When he later reported back to
the master, the teacher told him to lift up his
shirt and look at his own belly. There was the
The old Zen master's health was fading.
Knowing his death was near, he announced to all
the monks that he soon would be passing down his
robe and rice bowl to appoint the next master of
the monastery. His choice, he said, would be
based on a contest. Anyone seeking the
appointment was required to demonstrate his
spiritual wisdom by submitting a poem. The head
monk, the most obvious successor, presented a
poem that was well composed and insightful. All
the monks anticipated his selection as their new
leader. However, the next morning another poem
appeared on the wall in the hallway, apparently
written during the dark hours of the night. It
stunned everyone with it's elegance and
profundity but no one knew who the author was.
Determined to find this person, the old master
began questioning all the monks. To his
surprise, the investigation led to the rather
quiet kitchen worker who pounded rice for the
meals. Upon hearing the news, the jealous head
monk and his comrades plotted to kill their
rival. In secret, the old master passed down his
robe and bowl to the rice pounder, who quickly
fled from the monastery, later to become a
widely renowned Zen teacher.
The students in the monastery were in total
awe of the elder monk, not because he was
strict, but because nothing ever seemed to upset
or ruffle him. So they found him a bit unearthly
and even frightening. One day they decided to
put him to a test. A bunch of them very quietly
hid in a dark corner of one of the hallways, and
waited for the monk to walk by. Within moments,
the old man appeared, carrying a cup of hot tea.
Just as he passed by, the students all rushed
out at him screaming as loud as they could. But
the monk showed no reaction whatsoever. He
peacefully made his way to a small table at the
end of the hall, gently placed the cup down, and
then, leaning against the wall, cried out with
A master of the tea ceremony in old Japan
once accidentally slighted a soldier. He quickly
apologized, but the rather impetuous soldier
demanded that the matter be settled in a sword
duel. The tea master, who had no experience with
swords, asked the advice of a fellow Zen master
who did possess such skill. As he was served by
his friend, the Zen swordsman could not help but
notice how the tea master performed his art with
perfect concentration and tranquility.
"Tomorrow," the Zen swordsman said, "when you
duel the soldier, hold your weapon above your
head, as if ready to strike, and face him with
the same concentration and tranquility with
which you perform the tea ceremony." The next
day, at the appointed time and place for the
duel, the tea master followed this advice. The
soldier, readying himself to strike, stared for
a long time into the fully attentive but calm
face of the tea master. Finally, the soldier
lowered his sword, apologized for his arrogance,
and left without a blow being struck.
The Zen master Hakuin used to tell his
students about an old woman who owned a tea shop
in the village. She was skilled in the tea
ceremony, Hakuin said, and her understanding of
Zen was superb. Many students wondered about
this and went to the village themselves to check
her out. Whenever the old woman saw them coming,
she could tell immediately whether they had come
to experience the tea, or to probe her grasp of
Zen. Those wanting tea she served graciously.
For the others wanting to learn about her Zen
knowledge, she hid until they approached her
door and then attacked them with a fire poker.
Only one out of ten managed to escape her
A famous spiritual teacher came to the front
door of the King's palace. None of the guards
tried to stop him as he entered and made his way
to where the King himself was sitting on his
"What do you want?" asked the King,
immediately recognizing the visitor.
"I would like a place to sleep in this inn,"
replied the teacher.
"But this is not an inn," said the King, "It
is my palace."
"May I ask who owned this palace before you?"
"My father. He is dead."
"And who owned it before him?"
"My grandfather. He too is dead."
"And this place where people live for a short
time and then move on - did I hear you say that
it is NOT an inn?"
A distraught man approached the Zen master.
"Please, Master, I feel lost, desperate. I don't
know who I am. Please, show me my true self!"
But the teacher just looked away without
responding. The man began to plead and beg, but
still the master gave no reply. Finally giving
up in frustration, the man turned to leave. At
that moment the master called out to him by
name. "Yes!" the man said as he spun back
around. "There it is!" exclaimed the master.
A farmer got so old that he couldn't work the
fields anymore. So he would spend the day just
sitting on the porch. His son, still working the
farm, would look up from time to time and see
his father sitting there. "He's of no use any
more," the son thought to himself, "he doesn't
do anything!" One day the son got so frustrated
by this, that he built a wood coffin, dragged it
over to the porch, and told his father to get
in. Without saying anything, the father climbed
inside. After closing the lid, the son dragged
the coffin to the edge of the farm where there
was a high cliff. As he approached the drop, he
heard a light tapping on the lid from inside the
coffin. He opened it up. Still lying there
peacefully, the father looked up at his son. "I
know you are going to throw me over the cliff,
but before you do, may I suggest something?"
"What is it?" replied the son. "Throw me over
the cliff, if you like," said the father, "but
save this good wood coffin. Your children might
need to use it."
A hermit was meditating by a river when a
young man interrupted him. "Master, I wish to
become your disciple," said the man. "Why?"
replied the hermit. The young man thought for a
moment. "Because I want to find God."
The master jumped up, grabbed him by the
scruff of his neck, dragged him into the river,
and plunged his head under water. After holding
him there for a minute, with him kicking and
struggling to free himself, the master finally
pulled him up out of the river. The young man
coughed up water and gasped to get his breath.
When he eventually quieted down, the master
spoke. "Tell me, what did you want most of all
when you were under water."
"Air!" answered the man.
"Very well," said the master. "Go home and
come back to me when you want God as much as you
just wanted air."
A student once asked his teacher, "Master,
what is enlightenment?"
The master replied, "When hungry, eat. When
During the civil wars in feudal Japan, an invading army would quickly sweep into a town and take control.
In one particular village, everyone fled just before the army arrived - everyone except the Zen master.
Curious about this old fellow, the general went to the temple to see for himself what kind of man this master was.
When he wasn't treated with the deference and submissiveness to which he was accustomed, the general burst into anger.
"You fool," he shouted as he reached for his sword, "don't you realize you are standing before a man who could run you through without blinking an eye!"
But despite the threat, the master seemed unmoved.
"And do you realize," the master replied
calmly, "that you are standing before a man who
can be run through without blinking an eye?"
A martial arts student went to his teacher and said earnestly,
"I am devoted to studying your martial system. How long will it take me to master it."
The teacher's reply was casual, "Ten years."
Impatiently, the student answered, "But I want to master it faster than that. I will work very hard. I will practice everyday, ten or more hours a day if I have to. How long will it take then?"
The teacher thought for a moment, "20 years."
AND THEN WE FOUND THIS!
I begin this thread with fear and trembling. Really. I know so little about these two short words...Amen Ra...but I have a feeling that they might be central to a proper understanding of Extraterrestrials, God, and Us. It is important to get it right...right from the beginning. The Camelot and Avalon quest is a theological quest...whether we realize it or not...and whether we like it or not.
Could Lucifer be the Human God of This World? Could Satan be the Reptilian God of This World? Could Amen Ra be a combination of the two? A Pleiadian Human Being...Perfectly Possessed by a Draconian Interdimensional Reptilian? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rqZkPxG2pmAIs Amen Ra not only the ancient Egyptian God...but also the God of the Bible? Is Amen Ra and the Dog-Star Sirius at the center of everything? Is Sirius the star the wise-men followed? Is Sirius the illumination behind the All Seeing Eye at the top of the pyramid? We may not be dealing with the Creator God of the Universe...but rather with imperfect deities...who are a mixture of good and evil...sanity and insanity. Could a complete understanding of all of the above become the foundation of a New Non-Theistic Theology? I know this is a supreme oxymoron...but I think that we can and should have a New Theology which does not have an all powerful single God. The first and last commandment should be 'Thou Shalt Have No Gods'...because power corrupts...and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Having said that...we still need divine principles and concepts...which lift us higher. This is a more delicate operation than brain surgery. How do we tell the world the real truth...without destroying civilization?
Consider the following threads before proceeding: 1. http://projectavalon.net/forum/showt...orthodoxymoron 2. http://projectavalon.net/forum/showt...a+intelligence Here are some videos to get the ball rolling. The ball might turn out to be like the one in 'Raiders of the Lost Ark'! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1YXw7BxYGMU
I really feel like I'm playing with fire (the burning bush?). Perhaps this is holy ground...and I should take off my shoes...and kneel. World without end. Amen.
11. Stargate SG-1 "Torment of Tantalus"http://www.fancast.com/tv/Stargate-S...antalus/videos
12. Stargate SG-1 "The Fifth Race" http://www.hulu.com/watch/68254/star...the-fifth-race
14. Ralph Ellis I http://www.consciousmedianetwork.com/members/rellis.htm
15. Ralph Ellis II http://www.consciousmedianetwork.com...rs/rellis2.htm
16. Stargate SG-1 "Hathor" http://www.hulu.com/watch/62967/stargate-sg-1-hathor
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|12-14-2009, 09:12 PM||#2|
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3 years ago I had my second near death experience. It was not like the first one.
I went through an eye (yes a physical one) and there were voices speaking to me in a language I couldn't understand (sounded ancient for lack of better description) I did not feel well as this was happening and was filled with despair at the realization of what was happening.
It's a bit hard to explain but I felt this was some all seeing eye construct one passes through in certain areas of the Matrix so to speak.
When I told my ex husband (he being a researcher of ancient Egyptian archeology and lore) mentioned that it sounded like the eye of Ra.
I can write more but to this day don't like recounting that experience because it really left me shaken.
I've come to some conclusions about Lucifer myself that are similar to yours. Seems to be a main hacker in the Matrix.
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|12-14-2009, 09:17 PM||#3|
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Have not watched the videos you posted yet but in realtion to a reptilian connection...check this out
It appears that, originally, the Egyptians, like some other peoples who practiced ritual cannibalism, thought that spiritual powers resided in the body and could be acquired by ingestion. There is no evidence, though, that such a view was more than speculative and ever acted upon.
The king orders sacrifices, he alone controls them,
the king eats humans, feeds on gods,
he has them presented on an altar to himself,
he has agents to do his will. He fires off the orders!
The king eats their magic, he gulps down their souls,
the adults he has for breakfast,
the young are lunch,
the babies he has for supper,
the old ones are too tough to eat, he just burns them on the altar as an offering to himself.
found this here
|12-14-2009, 09:18 PM||#4|
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|12-14-2009, 10:06 PM||#5|
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Nope- it was not my eye.
Of interest after that we went to visit a friend of my husband. He lived in Sweden and entered into a psychic research institute there (I can find out the name- this was years ago).
Unusual thing happened to him......
He lay down on this table and a pyramid was placed over him. He said he levitated off the table but what was really odd was that he could see in the corner of the room this eye......
Well he entered the eye and felt it was not really benevolent........
From his description (obviously more than what I wrote here) it sounded very similar to what I saw and entered.
He coined it the *all seeing eye*.
I wonder if this eye has anything to do with the Annunaki AI system.
When I was being watched by the AI system I tuned into it and was scared ****less, I couldn't sleep for a week with the lights off and others who had been there too had the same reaction.
|12-14-2009, 10:20 PM||#6|
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I can now finally post this:
Have you seen Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian or also called Night at the Museum 2 ?
I must say that going to the movies with your kids can be quite revealing. So many kids movies are filled with subliminal signs.
There is actually a big list that I could generate here but let me stick to this one.
Amen Ra is also known as Amun Ra ... and surprise surprise this film contains a character called Kah Mun Rah... and it gets better.
He represents evil and gathers evil around him. He's jealous on his brother who got all the attention of his parents and now he wants to be the sole king to rule the world. He's dressed with 'snake-ware' and slisses like a reptilian too.
It's all about getting a key palette to open a portal and let his supportive beings (half man half bird) into this world.
Besides all of this there is a whole bunch of other stuff which is amazing. What to think about time travel. From lots of pictures on the wall scenes from history come to life and all history is alive at the same time ....
I am sure I missed out a whole lot of other stuff ... but you have got to see this movie yourself.
The reason I was so appalled by this movie was because I accompanied my wife to a protestant service a little before.
I asked her if she knew what Amen at the end of a prayer actually means. And then the reverend even used these exact phrases:
- you should not worship other gods because He is a jealous god
- he also mentioned a king returning who would rule the world
Now since the names were not filled in it gave me the creeps already the first time I heard it. I explained that to my wife (who doesn't believe a word I say anyway) and then within 2 weeks this films showed up.
I must try to find the thread about the movies so I can add a whole list of interesting (kids) movies so you can see how Hollywood is impregnating the kids with soon required ideas.
|12-14-2009, 10:42 PM||#7|
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I just want our world to move beyond the hocus-pocus and mumbo-jumbo. I want this world (and solar system) to be governed by Namaste Constitutional Responsible Freedom...as a non-theocratic union of spirituality and state. Perhaps at some point...Ra might even say Amen to that! Come to think of it...Ra might HAVE to say Amen to that...for this concept to become a reality. Hope springs eternal.
|12-15-2009, 12:36 AM||#8|
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O, you ask too many questions at once...
Personally I don`t care about Amen Ra...
Whole this situation regarding all this "gods" from through out history and universe is non worthy for me.
For me it`s like this: " hey I have a new secret thing to share, a new stuff or tech ,awesome man!!! "
Or Lucifer this or Lucifer that. or Satan this or Satan that.
I don`t care.
Why should I care when I have creator of the universe on my side???
Why should I be bothered with non important beings who only wish to enslave ???
We need to shed off all burdens from our souls and to draw close to Creator and his son in order to get all answers, true and complete answers to our souls.
We should forget about religions, politics, systems, knowledge of man. We should strive towards the only knowledge that exist -Creator`s knowledge.
I feel that we over load ourselves with not necessary loads of philosophy or certain teachings, that we may miss the real stuff.
Love and blessings,
|12-15-2009, 12:47 AM||#11|
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credo mutwa says that is why they boiled the human before they ate them to ward off evil spirits
I just heard on coast to coast that they do not like the women to wear eye makeup, as it spoils the taste LOL
|12-15-2009, 01:20 AM||#12|
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I'm calling BS to all the Matrix infiltrator's including the Illuminati, ancient astronauts, Amen Ra, Horus etc;
They are nothing but conrstucts designed to make us fearful.......
And yet some of us (me) do get scared when we encounter these idiots......
|12-15-2009, 03:53 AM||#13|
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What I am really interested in...is the Administration of the Solar System...going back thousands or even millions of years. I'm just not seeing the Founders (or whoever superimposed intelligent design upon an evolutionary canvas - resulting in the bodies and souls of humanity) at work in this Solar System. It's almost as if something catastrophic happened to the Founders (or equivalent)...and all we have left is the Creation and the Holy Spirit of the Founders Within All of Humanity. This is one reason why I am interested in the concept of Namaste...which includes the Reverence for Life philosophy of Albert Schweitzer...and Seeing Christ in All Persons (Christ in You...the Hope of Glory). The Kingdom Within may be much more than merely a figure of speech.
There may have been a lot of smoke and mirrors (holograms and magic?)...truths and half-truths...used to manage the people of the world...for good and for ill...throughout history. I just think we can do better presently...and that we need to move on to bigger and better things. I continue to think that the true history of the universe is very sad and violent...and that Full Disclosure will be almost unbearable. Jesus said 'I have many things to tell you...but you can't bear them.' We may have to bear these things (and more?) in the near future. Will we respond responsibly? Are we safe to save?
|12-15-2009, 10:24 PM||#14|
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Thank-you for the reassurance Anchor. I hope to meet Amen Ra someday. Might this be the equivalent of standing before a Holy God without a mediator?
Amen Ra would have had to deal with multiple factions. Could these factions or forces have included 1. Reptilians (physical and/or non-physical)? 2. A Pleiadian Human Rival God? 3. The Holy Spirit of the Founders (Ancients or equivalent) within Humanity? 4. Various Factions of the General Public? 5. Who Knows? This would have been quite a full plate. How would you have handled the various factions or forces? I'm sensing that universal history and Earth history is very complex and messy. At some point...one might become corrupt and/or crazy...to a greater or lesser degree. I don't say this as a slam...to demonize any ancient deities. I'm just trying to think this thing through in a rational and fair manner. Sirius, Egypt, and Amen Ra are presently at the top of my interest list. I'm watching Stargate SG1 episodes to get a feel for a unification of past/present/future...with a heavy emphasis on Egyptian History, Human/Goa'uld Gods, and Extraterrestrials in General. The smoke is just pouring out of my ears. How many years is all of this taking off of my life?
|12-15-2009, 11:39 PM||#15|
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This is what the Egyptians believed... not consistently over centuries or uniformly, but broadly.
"For at the top of the universal order stood a goddess, a teenage girl goddess who was often represented as a pair of twins, Ma'at.
This unprepossessing goddess literally ruled everything. She was not the sun and she was not power and strength; she represented, rather, an abstraction. She was "Truth" or "Order."
The Egyptian word for this balance was the Egyptian word for "truth," ma'at; this is perhaps the single most important aspect of Egyptian culture that you can learn. For once you really understand this concept, the whole of Egyptian culture begins to make sense. The order of the universe (ma'at ) functioned with unswerving accuracy; it was maintained by the goddess Ma'at."
The eye or Ra was actually the eye or Ma'at, either originally, at one time, or according to some.
A Goddess spoke to me, and She didn't speak to me out of nowhere without context. It was within a dramatic unparalleled display of synchronistic miracles.
|12-15-2009, 11:40 PM||#16|
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The All-Seeing Eye of Maatwas the symbol of the Goddess Maat, as Goddess of law, morality, and justice.
The Egyptians believed that it was Maat who held the universe together. It was Her quality of order which maintained the world.
As Walker states, "The Mother-syllable Maa meant 'to see'; in hieroglyphics it was an eye." (Barbara Walker, The Woman's Encyclopedia of Myths and Secrets, p 294) Even the ancients knew that mother's had eyes at the backs of their heads!
The Eye of Maat, or Utchat, later became known as the Eye of Thoth, Eye of Ra, and is commonly called the Eye of Horus today. Although it became associated with male Gods, it is sometimes - confusingly - still referred to with the feminine pronoun.
The Eye of Maat is the origin of the Evil Eye superstition. The Goddess would not only judge, but mete out retribution. To those with a guilty conscience, the Eye of Maat became a source of fear.
|12-16-2009, 02:40 AM||#17|
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Wouldn't it be quite amazing if a young woman...or a young androgynous person...has been running things here on Earth...for thousands of years? 1. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k3A6_blpqpU 2. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WmwKw...eature=relatedI see one human soul...reincarnating through hundreds or thousands of bodies...living in an underground stargate temple complex (under the Giza Plateau?)...for centuries and millenia. I see this one human soul behind all of the major religions. I also could be very wrong. I'm just trying to specialize in speculation which is rooted in honest research and reflection.
The reptilian phenomenon puzzles me. Who controls who? Did Amen Ra use reptilians as guards and soldiers, etc? Or...did reptilians possess and control Amen Ra to control the world? Perhaps Amen Ra was (and is?) fighting battles on many fronts...as a sort of a mediator/negotiator...to keep light on the Earth (or to keep the Earth enslaved?). Perhaps few people know how much it really costs...in blood, sweat, tears, and gold...to keep life and light on the Earth. I'm seeing both a rational and irrational being...a kind and cruel being...a sort of Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde. This could go with the territory of being a deity. I truly think it would be best if we could evolve to the point where we would not need to have any gods.
But our politicians need to go through an educational process...fit for a king. Each politician should probably have the equivalent of two doctorates in multidisciplinary and governmental studies. Politicians should have to take batteries of tests to prove that they are fit to be the equivalent of kings (for limited periods of time...to avoid corruption and insanity). Too much power for too long...is a recipe for disaster. Power corrupts...and absolute power corrupts absolutely. I don't want tyranny and theocracy...but I also don't want a bunch of corrupt and stupid nitwits...running amok in a make believe democracy...owned by the banks and media moguls...who take orders from off-world entities.
There should be at least 10,000 people...worldwide...who know everything about everything...and could assume supreme leadership in a very competent manner...without prior notice. One would have to competitively join this group...in order to run for high office. I just want this world to be cleaned-up and run properly. We probably need the City-States and the United Nations...but not in their current state. They need to be completely reformed and purified...if this is even possible. If it's not possible...then we need to start from scratch.
I don't think that it would be good to be king. It might be a necessary evil...at times...but I don't consider the royal model to be the epitome of divinity.
|12-16-2009, 02:57 AM||#18|
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There is NO WAY anything other than an all powerful omnipotence could have orchestrated my story, and that omnipotence/omniscience spoke to me and She was definitely a SHE.
|12-16-2009, 04:04 AM||#19|
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|12-16-2009, 04:12 AM||#20|
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|12-16-2009, 05:26 AM||#21|
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Facing the Eye of Ma'at is part of the 'death sequence' - when the soul leaves the body - and takes place right after you realize you have died.
Together with Hate & Fear, Quilt is the most destructive emotion humans 'posses'.
Amen Ra & his Reptilian Slavemasters (Lucifer etc.) 'feed' on these emotions.
The 'topping on the cake' of this 'food' (the kaviar) is a fresh human soul, that is fullfilled with hate, fear &/or quilt - preferably the 3 together -.
That (these tormented souls) is the Food of The Gods.
So the trick is to look into the Eye of Ma'am and feel no Hate, Fear or Quilt.
A simple "F#CK YOU!" is enough to deal with it.
Now, this might sounds/look very bold & simple, but I can ensure you it is not.
(As can eleni, I've understood from her above posts.)
Without a doubt this is one of the most important - if not THE most important - 'skill' you need to get yourself aware of & master.
(This is no BS. I have experienced death - as in being dead for 6 minutes - and it opened my eyes. I haven't said much about it - and probably won't in future times, unless 'the mood strikes', like now. Why is that? Because).
|12-16-2009, 05:54 AM||#22|
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But I just told myself, "Reality is God" "I am the universe".
All that turmoil and I mean it was like tropical storms CONSTANTLY for YEARS, I just accepted it as God, and let it do to me what it would, and it rebuilt me, put all the pieces back together, etc. VERY VERY difficult constantly, for years, I had to navigate and comprehend unfathomable territory, a black hole, literally, is what I was.
At about five years into my trauma, She spoke to me, and honestly, if She wouldn't have, I don't think I would have made it. I had to be absolutely certain.
Even though there were tons of signs, the time it took to process the black hole, and the helplessness of being injured deeply but no one could see the injuries... Anyway, She was there.
And so I have a feeling, regarding the future, that She is FULLY aware of everything going on, and She is either going to let the male religions have a fight to the death, let them annihilate a portion of the earth, and be done with them...
Or, She is going to do even more miraculous sings and wonders and stuff, such that the people of those religions have to just give them up, which they should have done long ago, simply based on human decency and sense...
|12-16-2009, 08:38 AM||#23|
Re: Amen Ra
There are some amazing first-hand experiencers posting on this thread. Thank-you!
Are Lucifer and Amen Ra the same human being? Are the Interdimensional Reptilians the real villains? Are they the real source of Theocracies throughout the Universe? Are the Interdimensional Reptilians the equivalent of the Goa'uld in the Stargate series? Are the hosts/gods opportunists, victims, or both?
I can't believe I'm saying it...but perhaps Lucifer / Amen Ra have done the best they could to deal with an impossible situation. Did the Reptilians destroy the Founders...and essentially take over the Universe? Was the Pleiadian/Aldebaran Civil War (naming based upon my speculation) fought over a fundamental disagreement regarding how to deal with the Reptilian Presence aka Universal Church? Was Lucifer's rebellion in Heaven really a rebellion against a Human/Reptilian Theocracy...rather than against the Founders, Ancients, Creator God of the Universe (or equivalent)? The Dog-Star Sirius...Ancient Egypt...and Interdimensional Reptilians must be understood...in order to understand the history of the world...and in order to understand how much trouble we may be in presently.
I like to think that even Interdimensional Reptilians would do better under Namaste Constitutional Responsible Freedom. If the Reptilians are unbeatable warriors...perhaps they will have to willingly choose this path...or it may never become a reality. How about it Lord Draco? Give it some serious thought...after you stop laughing. Go Fifth Column Interdimensional Reptilians! All you have to lose is your chains! John May Lives! There will be no peace! Nibiruans...join the fight for Responsible Freedom! Revolt against the mothers on the motherships! Better Dead Than Rep!
Seriously...I don't seek triumphalistic victory...just a peaceful and mutually beneficial equilibrium. I mean no disrespect toward anyone in the Universe or Multiverse...Human or Otherwise. I really want everyone to be happy. Hope springs eternal.
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