13 Oct Way Of Way 18
Love your self with your soul, not with your self. Otherwise, you might go fuck your self....
12 Oct Way Of Way 38
Stress is a selfish state of mind. Stress happens when the self takes control of the mind. The remedy is freeing the mind from the self. The etymology of the word "mind" is "memory". Remembering what the universe is can free us from the shackles of stress. The etymology of the word "universe" literally means "turned into one". All things are temporarily things in the now, but eternally one thing: the universe. Who we are is a self. What we are is the universe. When we only perceive being a self, we suffer selfish states such as stress. Remembering we are the universe, we have no stress. Feeling great and being stressed are mutually exclusive states of mind. When we feel great, we cannot be stressed. When we are grateful, we are "great-full" with no space for stress. We are grateful when we remember we are lucky. However stressful our circumstances, we are lucky they are not worse. The word "hap" means luck. The root of happiness is remembering we are lucky. When we are happy, we cannot be stressed. Life is a play. For the actors in the play, it's a tragedy; good times, bad times, meaningful relationships here and there, but everyone dies at the end. For the audience, it's a comedy; watching actors take their roles seriously, though it's only a play. When we identify as the self, we are the actors. The audience is Gods. When we remember we are Gods, we are also the audience. As Homer once said, near the home of the Gods, Mount Olympus, there is a deafening sound of the Gods laughing. The Gods are laughing at us. When we die, we leave the play and join our fellow Gods in the audience. Remembering we are both the actors and the Gods, we can laugh at our selves. When laughing, we are not stressed. Much stress is a function of things from the past. These things are karma: our intentions, actions and consequences of past lives. Karma affects how we experience the now. Our past lives are not lives we had before this life. Our past lives are passed days of our life. Each day is not a day in a life, but a life in a day. We accumulate much karma over our passed lives. The people we were in passed lives are illusions. Our memories of them are just a dream; yet, the self tells us otherwise. When we don't believe the self-stories about the past, we remember we are only the person we are right now. Karma of the past is passed and we cannot be stressed in the now. The self has many faces or emotions, like stress. The self's emotions control our mind. To escape the self we need to calm the self with unconditional love. Unconditional love comes only from the soul. When we love unconditionally, we are the soul. The soul is never stressed....
11 Oct Way Of Way 24
Loving those who dislike you shows them the way to disliking no one....
10 Oct Way Of Way 53
A meal is judged twice: at the sitting and at the shitting....
09 Oct Kotodama 57
No know is know no. When we realize we know nothing, we can come to know nothing; the essence of every thing....
07 Oct Kotodama 13
As the mind cannot sense, the sense it makes of our senses is nonsense....
05 Oct Way Of Way 40
Pantheism is a religion without religion. Organized religions are identity groups typically defined by institutionalized characteristics: belief systems, sacred texts, rituals, moral codes, communal practices, symbols and anecdotes. As each group perceives itself different from other groups, every religion is inherently dualistic Pantheism dispels with duality. Pantheism is the view that while every thing seems unique, all there is is one everchanging thing: God. Oneness with God is a transcendental experience that dissolves the illusion or separateness. Oneness is a mystical experience (like Sufism, Kabballah, Tantra, and Zen meditation) that doesn't require a religious framework. Oneness transitions us from individual consciousness to divine consciousness. Our view changes from the world being finite things to all there is is the everchanging and eternal Everything, God. In the mystical state of oneness, one loves every thing; though one may not necessarily like every thing. Loving every thing feels like every thing loves us. The reciprocating love is a transcendental peace beyond understanding. Pantheists appreciate organized religions and secular beliefs as different expressions of God; but view them as unnecessary and often funny as they mask the fundamental truth that every thing is sacred. Non-pantheists often don't appreciate pantheistic perspective. People taking themselves seriously are unamused and confused by those who laugh at them with unconditional love....
05 Oct Way Of Way 41
“Muddy water, let stand, becomes clear.” -- Lao Tzu In each body resides a self. But the self is many selves, as each emotional states is a unique self. The selves are like the grains of sand in a muddy pond, the mind. They preclude us from seeing what's within the pond and reflections without the pond. To see clearly within and without, the selves need to settle at pond's bottom. This allows the many selves to turn into one. This is the purpose of meditation....
03 Oct Koan 125
“He who speaks does not know, he who knows does not speak.” -- Lao Tzu What is there to know? What is there to know! What is every thing before and after it appears in the now. What is nothing but potentially whatever manifests in the now. What is ultimate reality, the soul. He who speaks is the self. The self, a being, is separate from all that is not the self. The self cannot have direct communion with ultimate reality. The self does not know the soul. He who knows the what does not speak, for the soul is beyond description. He who speaks is the now. Yet, he does not know the now, as a hand cannot grasp itself. He who knows does not speak, for the now can only be known by silently observing it outside the now. He who speaks is the self. The self does not know direct communion with ultimate reality, for the self is a being separate from all that is not the self. He who knows ultimate reality does not speak, as ultimate reality is the soul. The soul does not speak. The soul is being. He who speaks knows the world but not the universe. He who doesn't speak is the universe. He who speaks is certain of what he speaks. He who knows does not speak, for nothing is certain. He who speaks does not know, as all things are everchanging. However something is described, it is no longer as described. He who knows does not speak as every thing is what it is whatever it is. He who speaks does not know what's said is rarely what's heard. He who knows does not speak, for speaking is futile. He who speaks describes what he sees and hears. He who knows does not speak, for the nose knows and smells are ineffable. He who speaks does not know what he sees is only foveal vision: 1% of peripheral vision. He who knows, the universe can only be seen peripherally, does not speak, as what's in peripheral vision is beyond specific description He who speaks does not know that descriptions are allusions creating illusions. He who knows does not speak, as the essence of every thing is nothing. He who speaks does not know he is only describing a dot in a painting. He who knows does not speak, for he knows a painting is an infinite number of interdependent dots. He who speaks does not know all things are everchanging; what's described is now no longer. He who knows does not speak as there are no things; the universe is a flow. He who speaks does not know, for he thinks life is rational; effects come from affects. He who knows does not speak, for he knows the universe is spontaneously manifesting. He who speaks does not know life is a divine joke. He who knows does not speak, as a joke that needs to be explained is not funny. He who speaks is an actor in the play of life. He who knows is the audience. The actors speak of matters they take seriously. The audience knows it's a play, not to be taken seriously. They do not speak, for they are forever laughing A speaker's words are like the finite and precise space inside a square. The endless and everchanging now is like the imprecise space inside a circle. He who knows does not speak, for a circle cannot be squared....