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Why do I'm a Mystic?
Sorry the English, This is a translation of my text in Portuguese.
Part I
I wanted write about reincarnation, twin souls, but I decided first, write about a mystery: the Life. Most people in advance, they say that life has no mysteries, some just say, life is the passing of hours, our thoughts and our actions, others simply see how a game of chance and nothing is in by chance, and others, the search for inventions, and so on. Either way the majority always says that in the earth it is the time to be from a birth until his death.
Allways I think about it, mysteries in the design, reproduction, and transformation of our cells, is not only a biological factor, but also a cosmological factor addition to universal, but I can not forget that I am inside a system called life and not as a outside observer, what makes me just a guess based on my human logic to search the mysteries of normal and natural.
And how to get it, then, I said: I think, then start therefore, this mystery, the thought, that in a pass of magic even before I could spell already looks forward information and make my fingers spell the letters form words on the keyboard. I did not have nor the possibility of analyzes this, my fingers already had produced the signals that do I idealized. It did not have no perceivable pause, and, seemed to be instantaneous.
At the moment that occurred the thought, the words were painting an image, as well as the sounds of a music that I was listening, my fingers looking at the keyboard, but it is not alone, just that energy traveling in various processes and muscles are activated . That wonderful software we have, that performs the effects of my body like a computer, in addition to my senses.
To engage everything this, has that to have a very superior energy, as well as umaa certain vibration for this.
Who controls this energy? If there is to be much greater than the possibility creative (change - because we do not create anything just transform what already exists) of the human being.
And now rereading everything I wrote, I encounter with the mystery of view, in my view that hardly anyone gives the proper value, only those who lost their vision, then began to extend my investigations: to the process to smell, touch, hear. Interpret means that we do with our senses is an interpretation by the brain that can not be true, is simply an interpretation of the vibrations that were captured by our senses. I'm saying this because I was writing this scribbling to talk about reincarnation, death, but why put it in the foreground, where many do, and don't talk about the space between birth and end. That was what I took to get the mystic because I am restless, curious and always looking for the philosophy of the secrets of life. This led to my own myself, and to my inner soul.
It was then that I realized that
before looking at the stars in the night of exterior sky, I have that to look at the stars in the night of my interior sky.
And finally:
I’m blind in right eye (birth) then I live with two things:
1 - I see darkness to the right and light to the left, learned to separate.
Two – Don’t think and judge, I can still distinguish the light and dark, so I don't need the perhaps or maybe vision's of others to judge, because if I use the vision of perhaps or maybe, I can be blind in both eyes and will not see, not be sure of the dark, neither the certainty of light, always in doubt of the transition: dark / light that is neither dark or clear, is simply random.
I will transcribe the Siva Samhita verses 1-5
"Your body rests in the mountain Meru,
Surrounded by seven continents.
There are also streams,
Lakes, mountains, plains,
And the gods of the various regions.
There are prophets,
Monks and places of pilgrimage.
And above rulers of the Gods
There are stars, planets,
And the Sun with the Moon;
There are also the two cosmic powers,
He who destroys and one that creates;
And all the elements: the ether,
The air and fire, water and land.
Yes, all these things are inside of your body;
They exist in three worlds,
And fulfill all tasks ordered
Around the mountain of Meru
Only one who knows it all
You can become a real iogue. "
(Mountain of Meru is our backbone)
Part II
Given me then to see life without the worry of before and after, but my little brain dosen't know going to get that reality, that truth.
I’m alive it is truth?
Why am I in this mystery of my own existence, then I was in a dead lock, everything blacked out and started again, because I had to know what is true for me.
If I really believe in the moral qualities, intellectual, spiritual, material then that is what I hope.
The truth in its quest estabilish that there is a matrix, a mold, where they are produced certain realities, and these are immutable and will have to monitor the conditions of the universe.
Well, the knowledge of anything serves as a pillar for the knowledge of other dependencies.
The search for truth has to assume that it is absolute.
Add or subtract the absolutism strip the substance of truth for itself. But so far there is a universal truth. We have little experience and knowledge in the details of which we agree. There are no standards for the thought, each individual has their own. We conceive an idea, a concept of a truth In that way?
Ours perceptions of what has been cataloged as truths, but we know that mental states are not identical, and then get to the point of Opinion.
Opine conclusion is not perfect. Opinion is give preference to an idea that meets and is always expressed with some experience, and acceptable. Everything that we opine is based on imagination, the beliefs and conditions for whether or not the skepticism.
So opinion is also devoid of perception (an actual experience) and may not represent an end.
This leads to address another issue called Belief. The belief is a knowledge which is not opinion, and also can hardly be proven as truth.
Belief is personal conviction on an idea.
Believing in something is our right to make the idea more palatable.
Nobody believes in anything without first having to be compared to another.
Is completely different from believing.
Belief is a knowledge which replaces the case in which the knowledge gained through our senses is not possible.
So belief can not be absolute truth, because it is not understood, much less conceived in the same way by all human beings.
So the truth even in his search still continues, varies depending on the opinions of men.
What's great is not far.
"There is no religion higher than truth"
So the truth is the only thing one can honestly man's admit.
Love is not a concept, we can not say there is no truth greater than the love.
That would be the largest of lies to some form.
. I will tell a tale about the Aryan concept of love, through ofBodhisativa, which is the Buddha, before being known and illuminated by love.
He traveled the countryside meditating, in slow steps, lost in thought, sometimes distracted by nature, but always dressed his robe of great intelligence.
Suddenly, a tired dove, dropping in the air . The dove seeing the wise, in a single effort to reach the foot of this and then said:
Beseech Lord, save me.
So Bodhisativa asked, why?
- Since a vulture chases me, I'm exhausted, I am not getting more fly, look, there in the high vulture is coming, pick up me, is near, help me, you is my only hope.
Bodhisativa look at the top, sees the vulture and says:
-True, the huge black bird is coming, but he is having difficulty flying too, seems tired and exhausted.
Then took the dove, hid it in his tunic and said with feeling:
-Quiet your heart, I am Bodhisativa, offer hospitality to you in my chest, then no issues.
Seconds after the vulture lands before him demented and says:
-For the Gods, I can not more, since I am hunting, and I saw you hide the dove on his chest, under his robe, I get it, because otherwise I will die.
-I can not give it, said the wise, because I promised safety and shelter, and by the laws of hospitality, those can not be infringed on pain of punishment.
- That I dove belongs, said the vulture, when you got it was at the limit of its forces, and there, as it would be fair, fall in my hands. We will give me what is mine.
- Impossible
-Think, Bodhisativa, I am a vulture, this is my nature imposed by the Gods, which also imposed my food. I forced a dove, she is the reward for my work in vulture, and therefore you owe to it to me.
- Impossible, also said the scholar, but his voice was already unsafe for you, I would love to help you but I can not give the price you asking me this, vulture. Go back to your game, you you have to do!
Back-to hunting? You have a grace cruel, Bodhisativa, I see that I am no longer able to fly?
If a fox I find now I will be lost!
You want me to die from hunger, that is eaten by an enemy?
Wise, I will die, but your conscience will feel the weight of that crime.
.
The Bodhisativa did not need to meditate that the vulture was right in wanting to save his life, but he was right to offer hospitality to dove in his chest. How could say that the dove was the salary of legitimate work of vulture?
He should leave the vulture devouring the prey? The heart jumped, begging mercy, his heart is covered with love, but also covered the cruel uncertainty.
Sacrificing the innocent dove? - Impossible.
Sacrificing the innocent vulture? - Neither.
So only left a solution, which illuminated the wise:
- You're right, vulture - he said-: I must not deprive you of your salary. Let me offer you, my beef with what would have been entitled.
It an miracle, appeared a balance and a knife in front of the wise. In a dish placed the dove and the other a large piece of meat, cuttedd from his body.
But the faithful scale hung over the side of the dove, and the wise added more meat.
But the balance is tilted increasingly to the side of the dove for each piece of meat they had in another dish.
So Bodhisativa, rose in the balance and the dishes are balanced immediately in accuracy meaning:
A life for another life.
The vulture who was contemplating in silence metamorphosis in the God Indra and said:
I was to prove you, wise and, then healed the wounds and given food to the vulture.
_____________________________________
This is a lesson in love, no doubt, a life worth another life, the life of an mystic isn't worth more than another, even a simple "ignorant".
The love is worth only when it is complete (all), and is addressed to both an innocent dove like a vulture brother's or for our sister's rock, or, other brother, even a granule of sand.
To make a better world simply:
feel the love
Feeling you know what, and then did not hide in a never shame or selfishness
Among many, a citation for thought
When Bodhisativa say: vulture go hunt was not the same as saying:
The life of the dove in my chest by another that does not I know?
Namaste
Part I
I wanted write about reincarnation, twin souls, but I decided first, write about a mystery: the Life. Most people in advance, they say that life has no mysteries, some just say, life is the passing of hours, our thoughts and our actions, others simply see how a game of chance and nothing is in by chance, and others, the search for inventions, and so on. Either way the majority always says that in the earth it is the time to be from a birth until his death.
Allways I think about it, mysteries in the design, reproduction, and transformation of our cells, is not only a biological factor, but also a cosmological factor addition to universal, but I can not forget that I am inside a system called life and not as a outside observer, what makes me just a guess based on my human logic to search the mysteries of normal and natural.
And how to get it, then, I said: I think, then start therefore, this mystery, the thought, that in a pass of magic even before I could spell already looks forward information and make my fingers spell the letters form words on the keyboard. I did not have nor the possibility of analyzes this, my fingers already had produced the signals that do I idealized. It did not have no perceivable pause, and, seemed to be instantaneous.
At the moment that occurred the thought, the words were painting an image, as well as the sounds of a music that I was listening, my fingers looking at the keyboard, but it is not alone, just that energy traveling in various processes and muscles are activated . That wonderful software we have, that performs the effects of my body like a computer, in addition to my senses.
To engage everything this, has that to have a very superior energy, as well as umaa certain vibration for this.
Who controls this energy? If there is to be much greater than the possibility creative (change - because we do not create anything just transform what already exists) of the human being.
And now rereading everything I wrote, I encounter with the mystery of view, in my view that hardly anyone gives the proper value, only those who lost their vision, then began to extend my investigations: to the process to smell, touch, hear. Interpret means that we do with our senses is an interpretation by the brain that can not be true, is simply an interpretation of the vibrations that were captured by our senses. I'm saying this because I was writing this scribbling to talk about reincarnation, death, but why put it in the foreground, where many do, and don't talk about the space between birth and end. That was what I took to get the mystic because I am restless, curious and always looking for the philosophy of the secrets of life. This led to my own myself, and to my inner soul.
It was then that I realized that
before looking at the stars in the night of exterior sky, I have that to look at the stars in the night of my interior sky.
And finally:
I’m blind in right eye (birth) then I live with two things:
1 - I see darkness to the right and light to the left, learned to separate.
Two – Don’t think and judge, I can still distinguish the light and dark, so I don't need the perhaps or maybe vision's of others to judge, because if I use the vision of perhaps or maybe, I can be blind in both eyes and will not see, not be sure of the dark, neither the certainty of light, always in doubt of the transition: dark / light that is neither dark or clear, is simply random.
I will transcribe the Siva Samhita verses 1-5
"Your body rests in the mountain Meru,
Surrounded by seven continents.
There are also streams,
Lakes, mountains, plains,
And the gods of the various regions.
There are prophets,
Monks and places of pilgrimage.
And above rulers of the Gods
There are stars, planets,
And the Sun with the Moon;
There are also the two cosmic powers,
He who destroys and one that creates;
And all the elements: the ether,
The air and fire, water and land.
Yes, all these things are inside of your body;
They exist in three worlds,
And fulfill all tasks ordered
Around the mountain of Meru
Only one who knows it all
You can become a real iogue. "
(Mountain of Meru is our backbone)
Part II
Given me then to see life without the worry of before and after, but my little brain dosen't know going to get that reality, that truth.
I’m alive it is truth?
Why am I in this mystery of my own existence, then I was in a dead lock, everything blacked out and started again, because I had to know what is true for me.
If I really believe in the moral qualities, intellectual, spiritual, material then that is what I hope.
The truth in its quest estabilish that there is a matrix, a mold, where they are produced certain realities, and these are immutable and will have to monitor the conditions of the universe.
Well, the knowledge of anything serves as a pillar for the knowledge of other dependencies.
The search for truth has to assume that it is absolute.
Add or subtract the absolutism strip the substance of truth for itself. But so far there is a universal truth. We have little experience and knowledge in the details of which we agree. There are no standards for the thought, each individual has their own. We conceive an idea, a concept of a truth In that way?
Ours perceptions of what has been cataloged as truths, but we know that mental states are not identical, and then get to the point of Opinion.
Opine conclusion is not perfect. Opinion is give preference to an idea that meets and is always expressed with some experience, and acceptable. Everything that we opine is based on imagination, the beliefs and conditions for whether or not the skepticism.
So opinion is also devoid of perception (an actual experience) and may not represent an end.
This leads to address another issue called Belief. The belief is a knowledge which is not opinion, and also can hardly be proven as truth.
Belief is personal conviction on an idea.
Believing in something is our right to make the idea more palatable.
Nobody believes in anything without first having to be compared to another.
Is completely different from believing.
Belief is a knowledge which replaces the case in which the knowledge gained through our senses is not possible.
So belief can not be absolute truth, because it is not understood, much less conceived in the same way by all human beings.
So the truth even in his search still continues, varies depending on the opinions of men.
What's great is not far.
"There is no religion higher than truth"
So the truth is the only thing one can honestly man's admit.
Love is not a concept, we can not say there is no truth greater than the love.
That would be the largest of lies to some form.
. I will tell a tale about the Aryan concept of love, through ofBodhisativa, which is the Buddha, before being known and illuminated by love.
He traveled the countryside meditating, in slow steps, lost in thought, sometimes distracted by nature, but always dressed his robe of great intelligence.
Suddenly, a tired dove, dropping in the air . The dove seeing the wise, in a single effort to reach the foot of this and then said:
Beseech Lord, save me.
So Bodhisativa asked, why?
- Since a vulture chases me, I'm exhausted, I am not getting more fly, look, there in the high vulture is coming, pick up me, is near, help me, you is my only hope.
Bodhisativa look at the top, sees the vulture and says:
-True, the huge black bird is coming, but he is having difficulty flying too, seems tired and exhausted.
Then took the dove, hid it in his tunic and said with feeling:
-Quiet your heart, I am Bodhisativa, offer hospitality to you in my chest, then no issues.
Seconds after the vulture lands before him demented and says:
-For the Gods, I can not more, since I am hunting, and I saw you hide the dove on his chest, under his robe, I get it, because otherwise I will die.
-I can not give it, said the wise, because I promised safety and shelter, and by the laws of hospitality, those can not be infringed on pain of punishment.
- That I dove belongs, said the vulture, when you got it was at the limit of its forces, and there, as it would be fair, fall in my hands. We will give me what is mine.
- Impossible
-Think, Bodhisativa, I am a vulture, this is my nature imposed by the Gods, which also imposed my food. I forced a dove, she is the reward for my work in vulture, and therefore you owe to it to me.
- Impossible, also said the scholar, but his voice was already unsafe for you, I would love to help you but I can not give the price you asking me this, vulture. Go back to your game, you you have to do!
Back-to hunting? You have a grace cruel, Bodhisativa, I see that I am no longer able to fly?
If a fox I find now I will be lost!
You want me to die from hunger, that is eaten by an enemy?
Wise, I will die, but your conscience will feel the weight of that crime.
.
The Bodhisativa did not need to meditate that the vulture was right in wanting to save his life, but he was right to offer hospitality to dove in his chest. How could say that the dove was the salary of legitimate work of vulture?
He should leave the vulture devouring the prey? The heart jumped, begging mercy, his heart is covered with love, but also covered the cruel uncertainty.
Sacrificing the innocent dove? - Impossible.
Sacrificing the innocent vulture? - Neither.
So only left a solution, which illuminated the wise:
- You're right, vulture - he said-: I must not deprive you of your salary. Let me offer you, my beef with what would have been entitled.
It an miracle, appeared a balance and a knife in front of the wise. In a dish placed the dove and the other a large piece of meat, cuttedd from his body.
But the faithful scale hung over the side of the dove, and the wise added more meat.
But the balance is tilted increasingly to the side of the dove for each piece of meat they had in another dish.
So Bodhisativa, rose in the balance and the dishes are balanced immediately in accuracy meaning:
A life for another life.
The vulture who was contemplating in silence metamorphosis in the God Indra and said:
I was to prove you, wise and, then healed the wounds and given food to the vulture.
_____________________________________
This is a lesson in love, no doubt, a life worth another life, the life of an mystic isn't worth more than another, even a simple "ignorant".
The love is worth only when it is complete (all), and is addressed to both an innocent dove like a vulture brother's or for our sister's rock, or, other brother, even a granule of sand.
To make a better world simply:
feel the love
Feeling you know what, and then did not hide in a never shame or selfishness
Among many, a citation for thought
When Bodhisativa say: vulture go hunt was not the same as saying:
The life of the dove in my chest by another that does not I know?
Namaste
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I am very grateful for your reflection, for opening your heart, because give an opinion is a game of the mind but opening the heart is welcome without trial is that loving compassion that teaches us not to separate.
I find reading too much of what I understand in me and this makes it possible to recognize the same path.
A smile
Daniela
What you are (Tat tvam asi)
It is inspiration
breath of life
light of the divine
vibration or eternal karma
It is the presence of prana
breadth of the earth
or eternal dance
all creatures
In nature it receives
is that silence speaks
and tunes
in the here and now
Why listen
you are wave of love
that manifests itself
to your every breath
20.08.2007 Poetyca
Estou muito grata pela sua reflexão, para abrir o seu coração, por que dar uma opinião é um jogo de abertura da conta, mas o coração é bem-vinda, sem julgamento que é amar a compaixão que nos ensina a não separar.
Eu acho que lê muito do que eu compreendo em mim e isso faz com que seja possível reconhecer o mesmo caminho.
Um sorriso
Daniela
O que você está (Tat tvam asi)
É inspiração
sopro da vida
luz do divino
vibrações ou eterno karma
É a presença de Prana
Boca da Terra
ou eterna dança
todas as criaturas
Na natureza que ele recebe
É que o silêncio fala
e músicas
no aqui e agora
Porque ouvir
estiver a onda de amor
que se manifesta
a sua cada respiração
20.08.2007 Poetyca
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