N Bow Te and Cree Sam Bo

 So originally I had two mantras:  N Bow Te and Cree Sam Bo.  N Bow Te was the mantra of creation.  You create a tree by recognizing it.  You create what you pay attention to.  Its like an evocation, a giving of life.  If a tree falls in the forest, does it make a sound?  N Bow Te.

The other mantra was Cree Sam Bo.  Where N Bow Te was the act of creation and recognition, Cree Sam Bo was an act of invocation.  You bring the tree into you. You become one with the tree.  Cree Sam Bo.

Then more things started happening.

Vowels started resonating with the cosmos.  7 of them like the original planets.  Or the chakras.  And consonants started being in the body.  Like so many German words all building things in this world.    So we have vowels being all spiritual.  And consonants being all material.  And when you put them together, the magic starts to happen. 

Then I started thinking about modifying the mantras to reflect this.  A mantra of more vowels becoming consonants e.g. OM  Or vice versa.  Evocation becoming invocation.  And Vice versa.

And I'm starting to think/feel what's really going on with when vowels and consonants come together and perception and intention and creation.  I'll let you know how that all turns out. 

Food of the Gods (the Matrix revisited again)

 So with animism, everything is alive right?  And when you eat the carrot, the carrot spirit comes into you and merges with you energetically.  It becomes you.  It transforms from its carrot energy body and is incorporated by you.  Both you and the carrot are transformed literally and figurately by the process.  The carrot assumes a new shape and form, and on a subtle level so do you.

So why would you think that this process of energy sharing and exchange stops there.  Its carrots and turtles all the way up, and down.  What are we consumed by, what eats us, what do we energetically merge into.  You can imagine the extra-dimensional beings as the gnostic denizen's of the matrix who put us into vats, or something more interesting, such as the theurgical entities that we invoke and in that process are consumed and transformed into something way way way more expansive:-).  

 

The Language Paradox, preview of the Podcast

So there is the Koan about a finger pointing at the moon.   And I suppose the teaching with that Koan is about the limitations of language.  The moon is out there.    And language, or teaching about Buddhism is at most a finger pointing at the moon.  It is not the moon itself.  Don't confuse the finger with the moon.  Language about Buddhism is only a finger, it is not the essence of Buddhism itself.  It only points the way.  You still experience the moon itself. 

But its not that simple and there is more to the ecosystem.  

To begin with, the intention of the person pointing determines what is pointed at.  What are you intending to see?  Or perhaps, what are you imagining seeing or pointing at?  And even more paradoxically, the moon in some ways shapes the intention of the person pointing at the moon.  I'm talking lunar cycles, astrology, gravity, or however else you want to define it--there is an interaction.

In this way, what we have going on here is a system.  A Klein bottle, a Mobius strip.

And my criticism of Buddhism is (at least for me) is it separates you from the system.  It has the Buddha and Mara the demon interact and the Buddha tries to avoid the illusion of Mara.  He points to the ground.  But the illusion and the ground are part of the same ecosystem--each influences the other.  To reject the "unreal" or imaginal world in the pursuit of something else is the substitution of one imaginal world for another.

Here is what a find more interesting.  There are supposedly seven vowels to the original Greek alphabet.  Just like there are seven celestial spheres.  Some coincidence huh?  Vowels evoke spirit.  Consonants, on the other hand, evoke matter or the body.  Say consonants out loud.   See how they are connected to the body.  Say vowels and feel and feel something entirely different.  But back to the spirit thing, vowels/consonants
/words represent the marriage of matter and spirit.  And words embody creation.  In the beginning was the word, and it created the moon by pointing at it.  Or something like that.  Words are alive baby, just like a mantra.  Because we are vibrating just like they do.   Its vibrations all the way down baby.   And of course, all of this is way above my paygrade, but I'm starting to experience it.   Strap yourself in.  

The Three AM Follies

 So it was up again at 3 am.  The milieu this time involved the somatic sensations of imbalance, like half of my body was operating at one energy level, and the other half, a different energy.  It wasn't that one side was relaxed, just completely different.  The ice cream at the state fair didn't help.  Neither did the Gin Blossoms, and I still had "Until I Fall" away repeating over and over in my mind.  There was something that always bothered me about that band.  Some weirdness.  Especially the posing of the lead guitarist.  I guess its sort of Karma in a way, you get rid of your best songwriter, and off you go.

Anyway, there was all sorts of 90s energy coming up for me.  I was in a dream with someone that I was trying to impress.  We were watching a video of Dan Littrell playing, and I said, "I was there" trying to impress my friend.  So the video shifted to the audience and there I was.  However, I was wearing a beard and weird glasses and acting like a buffoon.  So my attempt to impress my friend turned into an embarrassment.  Kind of like the 90s.  I was that embarrassment.  I was that weird person with the weird energy.  Now its even more pronounced...lol.  Wait till i really start getting old and talking to aliens.  (See even now I am still in a costume wearing a beard, trying to be funny but embarrassing myself at the same time--the question is:  who am I trying to impress?).

Then I was with Bill Dodson, who was my best friend in the early 90s and I was driving my car which was a mess and i had unopened condoms on the passenger floor and was disgusted with myself that he had to see them.  Then I became upset and was driving erratically, in the wrong lane, and was angry and disconcerted.   There was much more to the dream, maybe I'll remember it later.

Oh thats right, I was still with the friend I was trying to impress and there was something to do with insurance and a guy had this big shot that he intended to give me.  He said it contained vitamin C.  I thought it contained some sort of anti-psychotic medication and refused.  I'm not sure that impressed the friend either.

I guess at the end of the day that I look at the 3 am follies as the gift now.  Its were the purest form of energies are experienced.  If I can create a larger space or some space to fully participate in them, I know it would be a blessing.  For the somatic sensations turned into emotions, the pain into sadness, and I was crying when I was driving the car in the wrong direction.  Which I take to be an interesting way of experiencing that dream.

We are already there, except when we try to be there.

 So there are all these practices about invoking the Holy Guardian Angel, Mother Mary, God, or something else along these lines.  But Jesus Christ, they are already there. We are so imbued with them its like we are having the most intense conjugal visit with them 24-7 in such a way that its almost nonstop.  Indeed, the only time it can stop is when we actually try to summon them.  I mean here we are bonding with them in such a way that is mind-blowing and all encompassing, and then somebody gets the bright idea that we need to bring them into our lives because we are lost or something  (The person making this suggestion is usually trying to sell us their new book or some workshop they are putting on). 

I've said before we are like portals.  Maybe so, but sometimes it feels like a playground.  And there are so many spirts (or whatever the hell you want to call them) all taking turns about living a life through us if only for a few hours before they move on and something else comes in. Imagine all the fun they are having when we engage in a conversation with someone.

Sometimes I wonder if that is the purpose behind social media and the internet.  Those technologies make it easier for them to come into us and act our all of their mischief.