Rant on Enlightenment (Not Another Fucking Goth Moment)

[Zurtok Khan]

It's puny, badly written, but I like is anyway.  Take it as you will.  But I hope you like it just a tiny bit.

Humanity exists in a state in which it's eyes are closed.  I speak of humanity when I should speak of individuals, but it makes no solid difference.  Everyone of us is a sleeper, to risk sounding too much like Frank Herbert.  We live in a reality of dreams.  Illusions, dillusions, it is real like our dreams are real while we are in them, but no more then that.  What we are caught in is our perceptions of these things that 'exist.'  These temporal, base, physical objects upon which we base ourselves, our realities, even our personalities.  That it, until we open our eyes.
I will be the first to admit I have not attained any sort of enlightened state.  Well, thats not wholly true.  I have blinked.  We have all blinked, I think.  Blinking is that breif period of time when it all makes sense, when it's all alright, when we can feel that which is around us, and have a that miniscule period of time when we can break these habits.  Blinking is the gateway to enlightenment.  Through each successive moment, we move to a higher level.
It is said that poetry extempts to explain things we've all experianced through words.  I suppose writting this has much the same goal.  Just as I can assume that everyone who will read this has experianced love, hate, fear, hope, joy, and all the other plethora of human emotions that are part of what helps make us human, so can I assume that we have all felt connected with the universe (or God, if that makes you feel better, but I think its all the same) at one time or another.
Blinking is a convienant metaphor for this feeling of connection, as it is built upon other easily made and understood metaphors.  That is, it is based upon the Buddhist/Hindu metaphor that we all have our eyes closed.  Blinking is glimsp into what was before unknown.  It allows us to see for that split second what it all means, or the mind of God.  Blinking, is of course, just that.  This is fleeting, temporary, unsustained.  It is not a full and whole enlightenment, as that would be a true opening of our eyes, but it does flex the muscles that will eventually open those eyes.
I have some passion on this subject, that is to say, I feel some certain rightness to what I am saying, which is rare for me. It isn't that I feel that I speak lies, but I feel that what I am typically saying is empty.  I do not feel as though the words I speak have any real meaning to them, they are as the physical objects all around us, based upon a type of perception that they have something more to their essence than they do.  Whether things exist independantly from my mind is a pointless questions, and I will never find an answer to it.  That they exist is enough, in what way and form is unprovable, and therefore why waste time upon such questions?  In this I understand the Buddha's silence on metaphysics.  Though, truely, what he would have to say on the subject would be great.
I say this reality is a dream because we live as dreamers.  Not dreamers in the triped-out hippy fashion of the 60's when they wanted to make something better of the world.  Dreamers caught in our dreams thinking that this life is real, is what we are.  There is more, when the Buddha's finger points at the moon, do you see the finger, or look to the moon?  When the moon is reflected in the water, do you see the dream image (being the reflection) and grasp at it like the monkey, or do you see beauty reflected into this dream that points the mind into another place?
What you want to see is fine.  How you want to live is fine.  I agree with the Hindu's in this, every life path is a worthy goal, but they are not all the goal.  Each path will lead you to a different place.  But, if my experiance holds out, objects will not help you very much, neither will be well known, neither will working so hard that you can't even see yourself reflected in the work.  This is not just my limited experiance though.  This is the experiance of the Buddha, and the Hindu's, and the Jain's.

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you're retarded.

[saint aini]

you're retarded.

All Rights reserved, you're aneristic. Have you not seen the illusory reality which completely envelops your senses from birth to death with such completeness that the illusory reality seems to be the Real Reality. If the Illusory Reality is all you can grasp, then you fail to reckonize the holy and true and false words of Malaclypes the Younger when he speaks of grids and psychologists when they speak of perspective.  What is really real is perceived according to the individual perciever guided by social mores and individual experience.  It is the individual experience, shaped by illusory perception of the real reality and perceived by other observers also in an illsuory perception, that forms the grid, which is of course illusory with respect to content but real with respect to existence.  Or perhaps, even the existence of the grid of illusory perception is another product of the grid of illusory perception, which basically means you are imagining you are imagining seeing the the world.  This in theory (theories are just grids that hold true for many more grids) can go on for ever.  Nothing is true.  If nothing is true, not even the social mores upon which we predict perceptions and thus behaviors of others are true.  We are forbidden from seeing true reality by the randomness with which perceptions form and this randomness is four or five fold when looking at the actions of others.  The first and second are our own perceptions of the world present and past.  The third and fourth are the same of the observed.  And the fifth is our perception of the third and fourth.   There are sixty relationships between perceptions, which baffles the mind, so we do what we want and blame the other person anyways....  Everything is permitted.

Where's the hashish?

aini

p.s. this rant written in a dreamlike state and inspired by major blinkage was not edited at all. apologies for it not being readable.

[Cain]

It wasnt too bad, although it looked a little like it was lifted directly from the PD.  Still, that was a fairly good explanation in there, so you get away with it, this time.  

Oh and I am obliged by the LDD to say, "you can debate the existence of a chair all you want, I can still hit you other the head with it".  Which could meant the chair has an objective existence, or you still believe too much in the objective existence of chairs and so your mind formed the pain response due to memory and out of conformity to past experience.

Just saying.

[saint aini]

It wasnt too bad, although it looked a little like it was lifted directly from the PD.  Still, that was a fairly good explanation in there, so you get away with it, this time.  

Oh and I am obliged by the LDD to say, "you can debate the existence of a chair all you want, I can still hit you other the head with it".  Which could meant the chair has an objective existence, or you still believe too much in the objective existence of chairs and so your mind formed the pain response due to memory and out of conformity to past experience.

Just saying.

It can also mean that the chair's subjective perception and the person's subjective perception attempted to unify in the objective plane, thus causing the person subjective pain.

[East Coast Hustle]

maybe it just means you got clocked in the head by a chair...

just saying.

[Cain]

It can also mean that the chair's subjective perception and the person's subjective perception attempted to unify in the objective plane, thus causing the person subjective pain.

I refer you to Turd's comment.^

[saint aini]

maybe it just means you got clocked in the head by a chair...

just saying.

I actually am going a bit crazy with stress and lack of nutrients... don't drink prune juice like water.

stoned without the drugs...

[Cain]

don't drink prune juice like water.

[saint aini]

maybe it just means you got clocked in the head by a chair...
just saying.

I actually am going a bit crazy with stress and lack of nutrients... don't drink prune juice like water.
stoned without the drugs...

perhaps you need an outlet for your stress.
can you handle a rifle?

No, but I can handle a Howitzer.  I don't mess around with small arms, but I prefer shotguns to rifles (not that I handled either of these three) since you don't have to really aim a shotgun for it to be effective.  Then again, if you're going to shoot, take out the entire city block to make sure you get all insurgents by applying a force percievable on many subjective grids.  St. Augustine points out that God will sor out the innocents.

[Cain]

I think Im in love.

do you work for US?

And I thought that was impossible?

[saint aini]

I think Im in love.

do you work for US?

That depends on who is US.

[Horab Fibslager]

they are us, for we are them.


i'm stoned without drugs because the acid is stuck in my brain.


and no body say a damned word about blue algae, cuz it sounds like bullshit to me, how bout you?

and not to brag it up, but i'm way mroe enlightened than yall. i have the offical documentation  to prove it too!

[Ben]

Enlightenment is when you realize just how goth the world really is.  It's a constant blink where you're blind as a bat and can't see your own reflection in the mirror of life.  You become an empty shell.  Lots of people dress it up pretty, but enlightenment sucks.  
::Staples eyelids open::

[Pedero]

Enlightenment is when you realize just how goth the world really is.  It's a constant blink where you're blind as a bat and can't see your own reflection in the mirror of life.  You become an empty shell.  Lots of people dress it up pretty, but enlightenment sucks.

No, it doesn't either suck or nonsuck.
You're both an empty and a full shell.
You're blind as a bat seeing everything.

Enlightenment though, I must say, is pretty cool.
After enlightenment, you have cool psychic powers and get to have sex with as many wo/men as you want.

...At least that's what they tell me.