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Tapping the higher mind; opening to the Divine
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17th-Aug-2006 10:27 amestasticvision
Mary Magdalene in the grotto
Just created a new LJ community for mystics and people interested in mysticism:

mysticism_study
17th-Aug-2006 09:37 am - Advertisement: Dear Fellow LJ-members
I have created a place to discuss about every phanomenon of the Spiritual/Mystical/Religious matters and I wish you would join me there and share your worldview in warm and friendly atmosphere. My Community mystic_temple is supposed to be a beautiful and lovely place of harmonious discussion and argumenting. It is going to be a place of inspiration, creativity, new friends and spirituality. I have decided that I will put there one subject per week and we are going to go it through very deeply. You can be from whatever worldview, religion or philosophy, you can be girl (woman) or boy (man), young or old, black or white... It is place of solidarity.

Be welcomed there and share your thoughts with us.
20th-May-2006 01:18 am - Invitation
lightning
Hi, I would just like to extend an invitation to check out my site if you get a moment. It is a forums and chatrooms, focussed on all areas of the metaphysical, paranormal, spiritual and psychic, and also has blog, gallery, games arcade and media player on site to keep members entertained. This is in no way designed to take any members away from this community, I believe there is always room for us to interract in more than one place :)

Here is the addy
http://www.unityofspirit.co.uk
21st-Oct-2005 08:23 pmestasticvision
rose
Sometimes I feel as if I'm choking, suppressing, suffocating my soul with fear.
8th-Oct-2005 05:44 pmestasticvision
no exit
There is something common in all of us, and it is that we do not know what it is.
6th-Oct-2005 02:18 pmestasticvision
no exit
Tautologies are renowned for their uselessness in logical analysis. Yet, few consider that there is boundless room for expansion upon them with non-symbolic methodology.

"I am who I am. I am where I am."

From these simple, tautologically true statements, a world of intuition can sprout and grow into unspeakable forms of inner wisdom.
13th-Sep-2005 06:51 pm - not one of my better ones...
Give my eyes time to adjust to this new light.
Leave me with my thoughts that seem to be as scattered as the stars.
Let this information sink in before you judge too harshly.
Because I care.

What's happened to you, may I ask?
You aren't the same person.
Has the city lights confused you?
Can you not tell when the sun rises and falls?

It's fallen let me say...
And it's all over now.
There was never anything here for you anyway.
I never gave you that impression,
and if I did believe me when I say I'm sorry.

Believe me when I say I never meant to hurt you.
Trust my words whispered to you this night.
Open your eyes and adjust to the night, as I adjust to the light.
And we'll go on.
We'll go on seperately because that's the way it should be.

That's the way it should stay.
Go ack to your nights in the city and pretend that everything's alright.
And I'll slink back into my nights with the stars and the moon, we'll go on, we'll pretend, and we'll live.
26th-Mar-2005 01:45 am - it utters unto itself:
no exit
west: logos

east: aum

the former seems to expand in the direction of the discrete, limited, rational-linguistic construct manifest through the one consciousness becoming aware of itself in various modes.

the latter seems to reflect on the continuous, unlimited, phenomenal-experiential basis and origin of the various modes of the one consciousness.

yet, they both seem to originate from the same concept of sound and expression.

god cries aum from the abyss, and aum splits into logos as it expands through the cosmos, then back again into aum and to the ears of god, who thus hears his own expression (becomes truly aware of his own being).
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it&#39;s full of stars!
(X-POSTED)

listen. i "hear" something but do not know what gives it voice. something not so different from a rustling of leaves, the pages of every library's books blowing through the palace of memory. maybe, instead, winds from an alien atmosphere blowing through caves and pillars of sculpted rock like a planetary harmonica, an unseen mouth playing across the many fluted openings. is it many voices, or just one resonating?

i am swallowed by a swelling sensation of liquid language, roiling, boiling, sublimating inside. i feel saturated, the words/ideas/symbols waiting for the right seed, the key to crystallization. electrolytic currents in a circuit waiting for just the right epiphanic connections. it is an ALIVE thing, and i cannot express it whole. bits and pieces come out like cross-sections, views from oblique perspectives and skewed angles... a body with unknown organs... an architectural masterpiece with no sensible floorplan... whatever it is, it fossilizes on contact with air. there is no time. it is dead before i am done. a surreal tableau, like coming upon the site of an ancient battleground where the corpses petrified where they had fallen, long ago. what i have come to write about was dead and gone before i even got there.

i'm finding these media increasingly limited
i want to have "reality conversations"
i can't "express" fast enough
i can't "broadcast" far enough
i want to wave my hands and have EVERYONE understand
or UNDERSTAND everyone. i don't even know.
am i having conversations in reality?
can i say what i think?
shifting indistinguishably between
juxtaposed monologues and consciousless dialogue
whatever it is
i hope we all remember we're telepathic soon
the deja view is great from here

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30th-Nov-2004 08:47 pmestasticvision
Altered Oracle
i have a question that is specifically for those who have a strong faith in the Divine:

how would you respond to the idea that spirituality is a symptom of mental illness (one that, apparently, the majority of people in the world have in some degree), and that spiritual experiences are basically just dillusions or psychotic episodes?

please don't misconstrue...i'm a religious person myself, so i definitely don't mean this as an attack or challenge to anyone's beliefs. i just want to hear some other people's thoughts on this subject.

(cross-posted)
26th-Nov-2004 09:28 am - substitutive meanings
pinwheel
x-posted to astrotheism, rokkitz, ecstaticvisions, omnibiosis:

after hours in an interminable training session that recalled that semester in process control class, i realize again that i am no longer just an engineer. (this sort of this might seem obvious at this point, but yet...) one of my selves was snoozing during a lesson delivered by the city-engineer on his new process control systems. half-sleeping throughout the all-day workshop, my relaxed filters let strange things through... subtext coming through loud and clear. another of my selves was at a lecture by Dr. Frankenstein, getting lost in the intricacies of his monstrous child. "gaze upon my creation!" maybe he said. i might have understood him better if his hand-outs had been ready. and i wasn't taking any notes. it was like snoozing at the symphony.Collapse )
a pastorale in two movements

Duration is a state whose movement is not worn down by hindrances.
It is not a state of rest, for mere standstill is regression. Duration is rather the self-contained and therefore self-renewing movement of an organized, firmly integrated whole, taking place in accordance with immutable laws and beginning anew at every ending. The end is reached by an inward movement, by inhalation, systole, contraction, and this movement is directed outward, in exhalation, diastole, expansion.
-I Ching

This recent cosmic ebb has surely been the most emotionally taxing cycle I've endured this year.
Certain aspects of my life - namely work and school - seemed to wax fruitious in seemingly autonomous detachment to the perilous mental discord I endured in limbo.
It's been several years now that I've been able to course these diastolic segues without the disruptive self-sabotage that I used to succumb to.
Hallelujah.

A few weeks ago I rediscovered Jose Arguelles' Mandala in my library.
I had a period around 19-20 where I constructed many mandala - but without the experiential knowledge of age. There is reference in this book about the deconstruction of the mandala - on removing the detritus of a defunct structure and coring away old methodologies to arrive back to a singular point of departure.

Orientation requires a central position.

whew!

Having mastered the crawl . . . . more prepared now to stand.
Amsterdam
I started this community to develop intuition, but have pretty much neglected it. Why?

First reason: Because I realized that we each have our own way of accessing the light of pure consciousness (mine are yoga and musical improvisation), and that it doesn't make sense to try to decide on a "standard way." Indeed, if there were a standard way, it would be zen meditation. Zen meditation is quite pointless really, that's the whole point of it. You get a good taste of the futility of the ego's games when you confront the naked emptiness of existence. You bore down to the pulsating energy of consciousness and matter. Music and yoga are just as meaningless, but at least they are fun and delicious, which is why I prefer them. Zen meditation is a kind of formless art. But why indulge in formless art when you have so many form-ful arts to choose from?

Second reason for my neglect of this community: Because developing intuition just for its own sake is a bit like pumping iron to develop one's muscles. Schwarzenegger has way more muscle than any human really needs. It's helped him in a cosmetic way to get film roles, but it's all a bit hollow.

It would be more natural to tune into our intuitions when there is a clear need to, when the context requires it. Our intuition is always there anyway, responding to each situation we come across.

So, yes, more and more I see why Krishnamurti would have said there are no paths in the realm of truth. We are bathed in healing and inspiring light, we are made out of the stuff, and still we go around looking for it. Sometimes quite studiously, earnestly, clinging to what "technique" we may have picked up from whichever religious tradition.

Do you seek enlightenment? Well, ask yourself, what will you do once you attain it? Help people? Write an opera? Travel around the world? Live your dreams? Chances are you can live your dreams now. Go to the heart of life. Love and create right now, without waiting for enlightenment, because loving and creating are the path to enlightenment. When you love and create, day after day, your intution will naturally flourish.
27th-May-2004 05:46 pmestasticvision
greetings folk,

I would hardly consider myself a visionary.

However, I consider the rite of mind a highly necessary evolutionary cause.

I came upon this through browing the interest of "Alan Watts".

When I read "The Wisdom of Insecurity" at 20, it completely opened my eyes to
the functionality of what many would call "my neuroses".

I think there is an untapped power of mind and idea that our current century is only
at the precipice of discovering.

I look forward to "watching" for now, and seeing where this group goes.

livin-lovin-learnin

J
18th-May-2004 11:36 amestasticvision
THE ONLY THING THAT MATTERS
IS THE DIVINE PRESENCE OF GOD IN ALL.
LET GO,
HERE IS GOD.
NO CANDLE CAN ILLUMINATE DARKNESS
WITH DARKNESS,
NOTHING MORE.
THE MEANING OF LIFE IS LOVE.
OUR PURPOSE IS TO LOVE.
IN LOVE ALL IS COMPLETE
AND THERE IS NO NEED FOR ANYTHING
NO DOUBT, PAIN OR ACTION
BECAUSE ALL IS CONTENT
IN A GOD-LIKE DIVINE SILENCE
OF FULFILLMENT.
THERE IS NO NEED FOR WORDS,
THERE IS ONLY THIS MOMENT
AND A JOURNEY AS THIS UNFOLDING MOMENT
WHICH CONNECTS ALL THINGS, IS ALL THINGS,
AND IS NOTHING.
QUESTIONS DONE. QUESTIONS GONE.
ENJOY THIS JOURNEY.
ENJOY THIS MOMENT
THAT YOU ARE.
I AM GOD.
GOD IS ALL.
NOTHING MATTERS,
ALL NOTHING,
ACCEPTANCE.

IF GOD IS LOVE
AND LOVE IS ALL THINGS
GOD IS AN EMOTION.
I AM ALL.
IN THE ILLUSION OF QUESTIONS,
NONATTACHMENT IS THE ANSWER
AND THE QUESTION.
FOR DOUBT THERE IS
A SIGH, A FORGETTING,
AN A-HA.
NOTHING MATTERS,
GOD IS ....
11th-May-2004 03:27 pmestasticvision
There is nothing that you have to do.
All you need to do is sit here and keep reading this.
In fact, you don't even have to read this.
Just sit here.
Isn't this great?
There's so much you were missing.
Now, the next step is to go within your self.
I can't follow you there.
I am there, but I cannot bring you here,
To realization.
Only my words can do that.
What you need to do, or rather don't really need to do,
Is this:
Tell your self that there is nothing that you have to do.
Keep on telling your self this,
Eventually,
Mind will break down,
Love awaken within you,
And all truth and all of God we know,
Or ever will know,
Will be realized as your self.
26th-Mar-2004 02:32 pm - skin!
Amsterdam
Today's symbol is:

a leather wineskin, full and sweet
soapy films that irridesce
the inner lining of the world
the outer limit of your flesh

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24th-Mar-2004 11:03 am - Spikes!
Amsterdam
Today's symbol is:

The spike, the sting, the quill, the thorn

that protects the cactus, the angry wasp;

sleeping beauty in her sea of briar;

and swarming ants with stings of fire.


The spire, the prick, the lance, the horn...

the steady needle for the lost

the finger pointing toward the sky

a stone church reaching with its spire



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22nd-Mar-2004 03:00 pm - What's behind door number three?
Amsterdam
Four days ago my brother wrote an e-mail including the phrase, "When God closes one door, he opens another." He was talking about my sister's recent career decisions, but the image continued to resonate in my mind.

And yesterday, tenwings wrote in a comment about there being 84,000 dharma doors-- 84,000 ways to reach the truth.
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Amsterdam
Here's what I saw.

A ball of light hurtling through an endless series of rings. Like a circus animal jumping hoops, only more direct, more like a rocket.

Only the light wasn't traversing hoops exactly, but milky crystalline spheres-- like a 3-dimensional snowflake or white bone china. Fractally intricate. And the light traversed them one by one, lighting each one up in turn.

Each sphere was a static snapshot of the entire universe. A still model of the universe, in which every detail was faithfully reproduced, but frozen.

As the light plunged on, it would light up each sphere for a tiny instant. There would be the flare of experience. Then it would move on to the next sphere.

I understood the light as consciousness, blazing from one spherical "snapshot" to the next. Time only happens because this consciousness was moving through the series of model-universes, these successive series of film-sets which are otherwise inert.

The string of universe-pearls extended infinitely in both directions, but there was a slight inward curve that suggested the whole thing looped around eventually.

Now: tell me what you see.
21st-Mar-2004 08:15 am - dream
someone was chasing a cat through a mazelike place, getting directions from an unseen professor. in the end, it turned out the professor was the cat, and the cat vaguely turned into some kind of furry rug.
17th-Mar-2004 01:39 pm - Let there be Light
Amsterdam
Here's a suggestion for the first subject. (please read the community guidelines to know what all this is about)

Light.

It's the "light" in enlightenment.
It's God's first creation: "let there be light"
It is instrumental in vision, and hence in how we conceive the world.
And, it is the constant by which physicists measure space and time.


As this is the first post, first-timer instructions follow.
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Amsterdam
The community profile/guidelines have now change.

What follows is the original profile, for those who might be interested...
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