The Empty Rigpa of Body-Speech-Mind: Releasing the ‘Burden of the Heart Sutra’ by Apperceiving Reality As It Is

The primal Buddha Samantabhadra, 1700-1800. China; Xumifushou Temple, Chengde, Hebei province. Thangka; colors on cotton. Transfer from the Fine Arts Museums of San Francisco

The primal Buddha Samantabhadra, 1700-1800. China; Xumifushou Temple, Chengde, Hebei province. Thangka; colors on cotton. Transfer from the Fine Arts Museums of San Francisco

There is nothing to understand
Understanding is a conceptual frame of dualistic thinking
At every point you attain speechless Samadhi
That is the abode of Samtabhadra
The knowing of it is enlightenment practice
Space and awareness are inseparable from the beginning
Here space is the primal Void/the vacuum of space that contains
Everything as a potentiality

Outer Space Planets and Spiral Galaxies

Outer Space Planets and Spiral Galaxies

It is characterised by empty cognizance
The knowing is the empty rigpa or non-dual awareness
Do not understand space-time foam at the quantum level as something real
It is not; reality exists at the deepest level by the non-conceptual knowing of it
A fleeting moment is the lattice of space that arranges sheets piled up against each other
Sometimes they collide sometimes they don’t creating a magical world of infinite possibilities

 

Your mind is the source of everything yet it is empty and cognizant
Thoughts generate karma and that runs the machinery of samsara –the dualistic mode
But at the same time if you can use mind in the correct way you can find nirvana in the same space
Both are at the same flow, in tandem, but, then you need to see correctly by using the heart sutra
What is the Heart Sutra? ‘The burden of the Heart Sutra is not the
Nature of objects as such, but the seeing of them-which is what they are,
And the only nature they have’. …’Have you understood?

What is called ‘voidness’ is not an object, but a functioning.

It is void because seeing cannot see seeing.

Strange Days Album Cover The Doors

Strange Days,1967 Album Cover The Doors

Appearing (Form) is not an object, but a functioning. * A process locally functioning as arising, dwelling and ceasing…same process non-locally functioning beyond arising, dwelling and ceasing…both the perceiver and the perceived object are beyond this!

Form appears as an objectivisation.

To empty, therefore, is to apperceive non-objectively, void-seeing, no
thing as such by NO-SEE-ER AS SUCH.
LOVE…LOVE…LOVE…LIGHT SHINING ALWAYS

 

-J

 

Mystery of the Dark Energy and Eternal Dot Space Conjugation in the Void: Absolute Awakening through the Process of a Post-Quantum Dialogue with Itself

Kali & Bhairava Union 18th Century Nepal Painting

Kali & Bhairava Union 18th Century Nepal Painting

Mystery of the Dark Energy & Eternal Dot Space Conjugation in the Void: Absolute Awakening through the Process of a Post-Quantum Dialogue with Itself

The universe around us is not what it appears to be. The stars make up less than 1 percent of its mass; all the loose gas and other forms of ordinary matter, less than 5 percent. The motions of this visible material reveal that it is mere flotsam on an unseen sea of unknown material. We know little about that sea. The terms we use to describe its components, “dark matter” and “dark energy,” serve mainly as expressions of our ignorance.

–  (From March 2003 article on Scientific American by Prof David Cline of Physics & Astrophysics, UCLA)                                            

Guan Yin on Scroll/Bodhisattwa of Compassion/Mercy

Guan Yin on Scroll/Bodhisattwa of Compassion/Mercy

In Union there is no time interval

Eternal Dot Space Conjugation taking place

At that moment space equals time and vice versa

In the chalice the chalice is the dot space in the Void

It’s so full that out of the spectrum the white light emerges

Surrounded by unknown dark energy that mysteriously has created it

Hiranyagarbha is the chalice where dualities merge to become the non-dual point of active conversion

Like water I have washed your feet                          

Jim Morrison: When the Musics Over Turn off the Lights...

Jim Morrison: When the Musics Over Turn off the Lights…

Garlanded your heart with songs

Raised you with starlight and the moon

But you will not find me anywhere

Because you are within me as undifferentiated form

And form is emptiness and emptiness is form.

 

Empty pot

The sun is hot

W.B. Yeats

W.B. Yeats

Tending buds

For the arrival of spring

After it comes, it disappears

Withdrawing to a point

Leaving notes that are only read

When you wait

Until the sun resembled the moon

Thoughts of an old boy

Seeing and wondering…

And writing on the winds

Like Lao Tzu…

Rivers twine endlessly

Thousand pyramids are born from it and die

Time is a river song because it flows

And when the river is frozen you can walk backward and forward in time

Moments of eternity are locked inside

Inside the sunny side of a hill and outside the calm shadowy steps

Dusk air light which brings birds back home

And lifts the feet above the dewy grass

Sri Sri Kali Da: The Divine Embodiment of the Trikal-Trinity

Sri Sri Kali Da: The Divine Embodiment of the Trikal-Trinity

Motionless they interact

The star and the pebble

On the endless river’s running course

You cannot liberate unless you let go

Artefact of your life

Nirvana on a tip of flame is the illusion of emissaries burning in the Void

None can attain it

Hitherto not try

Just self-actualize the potential of joie de vivre

Like the leaf on a stream

Dancing in the dance or in the stillness of the cold

Knowing no way is the way to the Great Beyond.

 

“When shall the stars be blown about the sky,

Like the sparks blown out of a smithy, and die?

Surely thine hour has come, thy great wind blows,

Far-off, most secret, and inviolate Rose?” (W.B Yeats, The Secret Rose, The Wind Among the Reeds, 1899

The Jewel in the Lotus Sutra 1

When the Diamond Light radiates itself into the pure abode of the celestial lotus then every dot of crystal hue becomes the Buddha-mind in dialogue with itself throughout eternity creating patterns of innumerable dimensions that holds the key to the origin of origins within the enfolded space of the Lotus.  And you have said, there will be light – a sweet interval where time stops at eternity and the whole world is enlightened – the world looks at itself in the mirror and sees endless repetitions of itself looking through the mirror and gets caught up in the gaze which is called observation of the infinite point through the vessel of the mirror. Then suddenly, it starts not looking at itself through the mirror and becomes the mirror that reflects the pattern of infinite dots each becoming the bodhisattwa and creating the time transcendence through the receptive organs of the flower – 1qua 2qua hun treka mapalo – matter and spirit inter-fused together as one perennial entity that keep changing – the stars flicker…the children sings…the Buddha smiles eternally.

– J 

 

GENESIS OF THE CRYSTAL SHIP CARRYING INTERSECTION B/W INSIDE AND THE OUTSIDE OF A SPINNING HYPER-SPHERE/(THE OPENING OF THE HEART-CHAKRA)

Jesus in the Wilderness (Forest of the Retreating Spirit Far Arden Again) Pic 1

Jesus in the Wilderness (Forest of the Retreating Spirit Far Arden Again) Pic 1

 

“Androgynous, liquid, happy

Heavy

Facile & vapid

Weighed w/words

Mortgaged soul

Wandering preachers, & Delta Tramps

Box-cars of heaven         

New Orleans Nile Sunset”. – Jim Morrison 

FORM IS NOT OTHER THAN VOID;

VOID IS NOT OTHER THAN FORM

-HEART SUTRA

Dynamic state alterations from mind (Implicate) to matter(Explicate) & vice versa- GENESIS OF THE CRYSTAL SHIP CARRYING INTERSECTION B/W INSIDE AND THE OUTSIDE OF A SPINNING HYPERSPHERE/(THE OPENING OF THE HEART-CHAKRA)

 

Innumerable points that make up the time-line        

You cannot Petition the Lord with Prayer:  Jim_Morrison/ Frankfurt circa 1968/photograph by Alten Nikolaikirche

You cannot Petition the Lord
with Prayer:
Jim_Morrison/
Frankfurt circa 1968/photograph by Alten Nikolaikirche

Each conjugating with the other

Perfecting the spatial configuration of a flower

At the intersection moment the bud becomes

The alter of the cross

Carrying the sun’s nocturnal image of the moon

A monosyllabic sacred eigenstate of a crystal with an indeterminate quantum state inversion

When the seed burst

And children claimed the forest

Then gloriously the sky turned red…

On the highway

On the highway

To the dances of the waking spirit

From the deep

A mouthful of water the rain clouds bring

To wipe the dust from the empty road

Above the horizon                                                     

Heart Sutra Mantra

Heart Sutra Mantra pic 2

The fading rainbow gleaned

The last crowing before dawn

Night’s endless sleep

In the armour of pursuit

Without which there is no dream

No reality

And relativity’s orange tar

Smudged on the grassy banks

Afraid of the stars distant calls

Became forever the prisoner of illusion

And the children laughed…

And the old man and men and women

Within their hotels and compartments, confined

At the lounge in the airport

Stuck their head out against the wall like reason

Failed to see through the mirror

How time flies and not

In the void where no time is there

Across the gates of eternity                                                        

Where Ouroboros charms the magical heart

Chanting gate gate paragate parasamgate bodhi swaha

Three times before your flight

The wheels over the ocean

Runs              

Into the deep

And they sail unto me…

– J

 

Acknowledgement

1. Pic Source: Jesus Meditating  in the Forest

Light of the Spirit Monastery (Atma Jyoti Ashram)/New Mexico, USA

http://www.ocoy.org

2. Pic Source: Heart Sutra Mantra

http://www.deviantart.com/

 

Conversations With The Mother & The Teachings of the Heart-Sutra: In the Land of Ella, The Bliss of Being Forever in the Wilderness

The Mother and the Message of the Heart-Sutra

All matter originates and exists only by virtue of a force…We must assume behind this force the existence of a conscious and intelligent mind. This mind is the matrix of all matter. – Max Planck

Nature isn’t classical, dammit, and if you want to make a simulation of nature, you’d better make it quantum mechanical, and by golly it’s a wonderful problem, because it doesn’t look so easy.- Richard Feynman

Conversations With The Mother & The Teachings of the Heart-Sutra: In the Land of Ella, The Bliss of Being Forever in the Wilderness

The Mother: As long as earth remains trapped in its matter/energy contour and not in its consciousness, you will never be able to have the frequencies needed for transformation. Two things will primarily happen:

  1. Man will live in fear as long as he based himself in matter &
  2. He will hang on with time to be the play sport of utter ignorance. These twin movements still drive the energy of earth, though nature has many mysteries hidden on her face but mankind doesn’t have the courage to explore it nor has the hope or promise of a better life. It’s like train running inside a tunnel unable to come out because that will mean a complete change in the history of its habits that defined so far the course of his path. (from Big Bang to the Present time)  Man fears change as it is catastrophic to his existence – change here is the personal invocation of each system-evolution and not related to any sociopolitical order or system of fixed beliefs.

Disciple: Dear Mother, will you explain the ‘fear factor’ in man?

The Mother: Fear is the consort of death, the Holocaust – it’s not an allegorical sense of Auschwitz but a biological fear in the cells and therefore in the mind as well. Your sense of rational history has almost killed you – you don’t have the instincts of natural creativity anymore – you are a drone driven by the fear of death, driven by the illusions of time, driven by quadruple of logical sense that terrorise the beauty of nature and the cosmos. Matter as we see as a dense substance is not really what you know- it’s just vibrations, a certain frequency gives you the present form and structure, a different frequency will give you something else but how will you know it and most importantly how will you change its configuration! It requires technology to know it and do it as well but not the kind of technology that you are using right now – you will tomorrow come up with a riddle like the sphinx and use your jughead to scribble some field equations to juxtapose cosmology with quantum physics and bring mathematical geometric abstractions of fundamental space-time linearity non-linearity – that will not take you any closer to the truth my child! It’s a fear of loss and the fear of success that marred the world.

In the present context, let me ascertain one old nugget of truth – you all seem to know or at least a fraction of the human population know that the Divine is all powerful, omniscient and controls everything – it’s only a partial fact – the truth is the divine struggles to keep things in control otherwise it would have been a different scenario. You need work hand-in-hand with me to make this world a paradise – it can be done by the power of the divine will-force.

So, can you read with your heart, and think with your mind and take a walk across an ocean of bliss? Where is the shore-line? Is it a boundary? Take a fresh look and you will see there is no-boundary no space-time no finite thing in the universe. Everything you create from your thoughts – and where does your thoughts originate? Not in your brain – it’s just a device made for thought perception – converging, diverging its plainly a receptacle for consciousness – the fundamental duality of the body/mind comes from the brain you associate with giving you a sense of identity and self-reference. You are yourself the player in your field and yourself the referee – you know the game inside-out? But do you remember? Every qubit of information stored in the system can be accessed – don’t need even a user log-in – you are logged-in eternally my son. As the baby comes out the mother’s womb the umbilical cord is cut because it doesn’t need the connection physically – it can grow on its own and develop itself but always connected to its source non-locally. Consciousness is the key to everything in this creation.

Only true love can unlock the doors of perception – love not in the idyll sense but love as in karma as in ananda as in dhyana…love the self that you are – connect with it spiritually and you get the gold mine. And after the Gold Rush what next…gold also a substance eternally vibrating but its material form and weight are just the surface reality of the hidden thing that resides in the frequencies of the metal. When you dissolve all your questions and terminate the torment then you get a glimpse of the beautiful world that exists here and elsewhere. The supermind is not something you will attain, it was already there but inactive because you didn’t have the wherewithals to find it or experience it.

In the land of Ella the star

There came the Master

Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats by T.S. Eliot

Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats by T.S. Eliot

Children greeted him with wild flowers

They laughed

They sang

About the old possum’s book of practical cats

And the Master said: there is a big university

A world school

Schools that make you learn the language of the heart

To control gravity by will-force

To be the poet of the connecting mind

In the land of Ella, on Eden desk

Life is eternal

Sempiternal

Vernal

No equinox defined relativistic positions

Your time and place are the manuscripts of your geo-stationary satellites

They are extremely primitive

The Little Child Krishna

The Little Child Krishna

In the land of Ella, there is no joy & sorrow

But Ananda – the bliss matter that solidifies into your being

You can go even further than that in the para-kshetra of ananda – into drag-loubonin non-field consciousness planes

But there you must put a stop to your seeking..as people on earth have a long way to go

The children surrounded the Master

He told them stories of his pastimes, of Elygymbur- the little child with the flute

He told them how the cow milked the sun

And radiant pink light flashed in their eyes

Twilight’s thoughts offered their sacred tears to the lotus of life

And the oceans touched the rocks in their ecstasy

Time immobile is eternity

Playing alone in the shoreline

Waiting for the night’s diffusion into dawn

The Master said: The bearded man of the mountain was a snake-charmer

But now he is old

His skin is cold

He must die before the rising sun

And his limbs will be rattled by the windhorns of the shepherd

Youthful like the nubile ceremony

The Feast shall anoint the new king

Time’s passage violin-shaped

Full of memory crystallised somewhere

Only the music knows what strings are attuned to the stars

Purple birds of the freedom liberate thy soul

Lands…legions of truth

Twa twa twik twam

In the child’s rhyme

A hum…

From the universe’s infantile cradle to the death of a dark star

Into the bliss of being forever in the wilderness.

-J