a 'work' site; infection with _the_ teaching urge; could be, by graceful texts of P.D. Ouspensky; it happens when people _are_ but also when they are _not_ e.g. bloggers, writers, teachers etc., i.e. & so on down the scale. Symptoms stronger if such had the privilege of enjoying erudition of Gurdjieff, or had their understanding nourished by Nicoll's Commentaries' unmistakable feel. Maybe during childhood. Maybe some are to experience the symptom, _yet_... time is relative.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

email excerpts - re-formed

... It's true [this system] looks like house that was never quite built, worse, like in the beginning of making plans for it. One thing I begin to understand well is that people who wrote about the system had not much time. By this I don't mean they were like busy managers and yuppies and others who have no time to look around them. But there was obviously an urge to go about their business in a very direct and efficient manner, a strong awareness that they may attain nothing at all if they use customary approaches, that their chances are small, not at all proportional to their effort.

Their seeking of special methods, of the 'schools' and so on, of the contact with the esoteric circle, their valuation of 'spedial knowledge' (which, by the bye, explains why ordinary effort can have no effect) has its ground in all that. It has nothing to do with the well-known forms of Inner Special Circle of Inner Awareness of the Golden Key and all the rest of we-are-chosen miseries of this or that kind - nothing to do with pride and vanity which they sought to overcome.

Well I agree oh that point. But allow me to say that it would be good if you could find a way to climb up, out of your simplistic dumbness a little. I'm going to consciously (yeah it's different from 'intentionally') humble myself and pretend that I'm going to debate and speculate about it all. Think, for example, how this "system" you are talking about and obviously have difficulty grasping as a whole, could be very alive and dancing and complex and joyous thing. Think how there exists, in the literature, vast, colourful range of consciously (ahem, yes, or less consciously) built Images and Picturings of the same. Imagine how, while you think that you are interested in the the system, in reality the system may be interested in you. Think what a total 'metanoia', what a schock of a conscious meeting it could mean at certain point. Don't the Inspired Authors testify at large: What is a man that You look down upon him? (Some book:some-verse)? And they they find it is too wonderful to praise and and and not-exectly-the-word, tongue-in-cheek they bring themselves to the point of uttering something. (Why should they? In a certain sense, there's no need for it. The reaction is understandable but may not be exactly what is desired. Of course, to achieve that, one has to at least anticipate it all. Just a hint.) Why? BECAUSE THERE WERE LADIES AT THE BASE. No no. Don't mix that in. That's External Considering theme we are going to expatiate on, I hope, on Some Other Suitable Occasion.

Your Bellowing Uncle

Scrampleding

Friday, March 09, 2007

More Questions And Answers

Q. I was told to find without seeking. This drives me crazy, tellya.

A. Who told you?

Q. In the group...

A. Ah, in the group.

Q. I'm sure it is a group connected with Gnosis, Holy Spirit and the Work. There are many friends, brotherhood, you know. We were told-

A. I see. Well, brotherhood and friendship is a mighty fine thing. Even a group can be a mighty fine thing, er... should be, well, theoretically of course, that is, at least I hope so. T'seems to me that only Love can save you now, friend. Depart in piece, God bless your soul and protect you from muslims, from christians, and from christian civilization. God protect you from christian technology and christian use of it. Or better, from no matter who misuses it.

I am told that congregation of sheep was celebrating Declaration of Independence from the Old Yoke of Bondage yesterday. I am told that today these sheep loads their rifles to shoot even their neighbour's dog, should such by mistake try to piss in vicinity of their private Trespassers William sign. I am told they are rapidly mutating into pigs since 1948. I am told that Worldwide Sheep Organization and other organizations are feverishly seeking their own identity. Well I can be told everything, can't I. I am told that because of the trees they do not see the forest, and I'm inclined to believe it. And I add that because of the forest they are not able to see the trees. And I add that they do not see much, in general... And I ask myself an old question: Who controls the would-be-in-controls?

Q. Jesus! What you have in mind must be a very lonely ride!

A. Saying Jesus without knowing what it means is not exactly a rare thing today... But back to your question. One finds what one looks for. Where one's heart is one's treasure is also.

Q. Thank you for this captivating interview and a friendly advice.

A. Well, thank YOU, [person's name]! I wouldn't call this an interview and, regrettably, there was not much room for a friendly advice either. (Hopefully the situation is different in your 'group'.) But without your questions event this here weren't come to pass. Will had been wouldn't passed. Argh, whatever. We sincerely hope that they will be able to deduce the meaning despite obstacles that Lord Himself, perhaps, has laid in our way to understanding. Perhaps to prevent us to come to Him? Just joking. I mean, thanks to your questions only God could again use me as the choisest of his chosen weapons, provided I, W.H., am evermore framed by this Work into a, so to speak, willing instrument to that end, in the original Nicean sense of pivotal totality, that is, totally overriding and in parts replacing dodecalogic sequence as predicted by the first 4th century and earlier fathers, in pristine beauty. Pristine beauty rulez! (You can not be TOO enthusiastic about pristine beauty, in case you thought of the possibility. You CAN be not enthusiastic enough, though. So regarding this there's no question, no doubt, no problem. For pristine beauty, I use this term in post-Nicean council sense, and this Work that we are after as if we wanted to catch it, must somehow be connected, I reckon. Must be inseparably joined, I tell myself.)

Sunday, January 21, 2007

This Work Not About Being Good

It is said that this Work is not about being good but about making connection.

This Work is about developing and building. Obviously this invites questions like What? or Building What? and other expressions from beings that have just landed on wrong site. Such beings must be referred to the sources and to other healthy and needed ground-establishing practices. For you must stand somewhere to reach deeper into this Work. Begin by building and practicing at the ground level. Continue formation by consolidating the same ground level concepts and practices. (Those looking for a hint can get it in the references section.[1]) Until you are very good at it. I am inclined to suspect, anyway, that so-called advanced topics are nothing but the same 'basic' topics understood more deeply, i.e. understood at unusual depth.

Now person doing all this will find out something: the built thing crushes to bits, scoffing both at the projest and the 'architect' of the project. On closer inspection, this is because the ground has crushed. Why is all that? Because of the second force of course. In other words, man cannot do. In other words, because personality lives under the law of accident. And so on. One could expatiate on it particulary spaciously if language of octaves were to be used. (And if one had some noteworthy command of this area, which very often is not the case, even with higly enlightened and awakened beings like, for example, W.H.). And all that, thus superficially mentioned, is not an answer, really.

So this Work IS about being good as well, no doubt about that. Only the purpose of the above saying is to tell us something else. That something called 'connection' is not more important than being good, it is rather the very ground on which to build - while 'to be good' (e.g. to be able to do something well) with nothing beyond that is insufficient. Food diagrams and hydrogen tables have more answers on this. But then a complete answer, as usual, would involve all of the system. This system is about being good at making vertico-horizontal connection, not about being no good. Its application is to bring man under another influence, to anoint man, as it were, with a coat of hermetic sealing.

Generally one has to build on 'truth', i.e. using higher hydrogens than those that make for unsuccessful courses of development. Once that is more or less clear, it does make sense to ask What type of questions. Psychological method is not just studying lies and nothing further. In this system, men (men and women, that is, not some indefinite specks of infra-emotion - which will pass on higher knowledge as successfully as a muddy brook after rain reflects sunlight in its 'crystalline', 'spotless' 'depths') study the 'truth', to begin with, and that includes studying (alas, by trying mostly, for the most of us) of the impediments, in the man himself, to begin with. That's why popular, mass fashion self-aggrandizement which commonly says "I" while thinking "you" or "them" quickly loses contact with the system. (Without this type of ill-breeding even noticing the fact.) Yes, it's not primarily about Jim or Jon, it's about valuation and aim and so on. This Work doesn't need all those 'good people' who excel in... not caring much, I guess. (And they don't need the Work, nor do they seek it. After all, what they are good at is severing, sabotaging connection. Alas, broad is the path of destruction. If, for example, the quantity of information that a person has got were important there would be thousands genuine schools overcrowded by overintellignet, overinformed students. While, in reality, even somebody like O. spent half of a lifetime in search.) Please read the following. This Work needs a person that values the idea of becoming good, and values it because, above all, they want to make connection. Reciprocally, such person will need the Work, and they will seek it, for they have seen that better, so far little known methods are necessary. Thank you. The Work, I say, not W.H. You are welcome. (By direct instruction, the path of trying can be significantly shortened, and even replaced by something much more effective, but one must have, alas, at least "ears to hear" for that.)

[1] Crumpleton, Jeremy: Why To Read The Holy Bible Is The Best Advice That Can Be Given

For those who can't get it let it suffice to say that Jeremy basically tells the reader to read the Bible seven times (as a sort of very big, lifetime project). I verified it using my usual rigorous suite of tests, and lo and behold, it is really most brilliant idea. (It must be, for otherwise I wouldn't have a need to reference poor Jeremy's book - you are allowed to say: Jeremy's poor book - on this site. I shouldn't be to cynical, though, for if I think of some distasteful commercials surfacing lately, it's clear immediately that Jeremy's book is wrong target. Also the weapon is wrong. As to the real target, brigades of fully equipped men from Fahrenheit 451 would probably do much good. Even a muslim terrorist would be a gift from heaven for such 'authors'. Hey, this is a brilliant idea. After hundreds of years, once again a brave muslim cavalrist accomplishing the feat would legitimatelly go to muslim heaven. Legitimately at least as far as I, W.H., am concerned.)

Alright, I have failed again to write a decent post [again - Ed.], but every decent writer should fail with such tasks. Because the system is very big, needless to say. Good. Failed to write about the system, it remains to express my opinion, without fail. For IMO, the system appears big because it is connected to - is a 'mask' for - something much bigger. Something that has power to freeze this Earth in a second - or melt it by excessive heat - or, as in the days of Eliah, to influence atmospheric water currents in order to affect their atmospheric upper layers accumulation and axio-radial intercontinental circular exchange and thousand of those things humans ordinarily have no idea about. Something that has power to send some 'authors' gifts after which they will wish they would have been sent muslim terrorists. Something that seemingly tolerates 'injustice' (often in fact quite fascist and murderous and genocidal 'injustice') and 'waits'. Waits like you and me when we don't know what to do. When we don't know what to do but are quite certain that we don't want to make things worse than they already are.

Friday, December 01, 2006

simple realizations

We're inclined to underestimate simple realizations, not seeing it may take many years to actually get some or even one. My example: I was 'well acquainted' with the system. I thought I was. I didn't yet realize I am not well acquainted with it at all. And then I had a simple realization.

Namely, people deeper into it all used ten or twenty words I didn't understand at all, I merely knew them. To make it worse, they used them all the time. Next, I began to realize that they used a hundred or few hundred words I knew from before but with meanings I couldn't even imagine. I made a simple calculation... twenty... that makes four hundred pairs... hundred... that makes ten thousand pairs. It is quite enough for a parallel world I couldn't penetrate, yep, quite a world that, so far, I never could had stumbled upon. (Horror-of-the-situation has different forms. But this one was healing, I guess.)

Together with it went the realization that there was no dictionary in the world to help me learn the new meanings. Because the main bulk of the new words and the new manings referred to, for me, non-existent experiences and levels of being, those that the initiated (no sarcasm intended) knew. Knew just as well as I didn't know.

What could I do? Nothing much, except push on with what I was onto already, deciding to carefully jot down every new word, idea, experience, feeling, realization, et cetera. Even more carefully then up to that moment.

Friday, October 27, 2006

figs (fig trees) in KJV

Results of searching for figs

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Online King James Version Bible. Matthew Ch 21:1-46 21:19 And when he saw a fig tree in the way, he came to it, and found nothing thereon, but leaves only, and said unto it, Let no fruit grow on thee ...bibledatabase.net/html/kjv/matthew_21.html - 14k - Cached - Similar pages

Online King James Version Bible. Matthew Ch 24:1-51 24:32 Now learn a parable of the fig tree; When his branch is yet tender, and putteth forth leaves, ye know that summer is nigh: 24:33 So likewise ye, ...bibledatabase.net/html/kjv/matthew_24.html - 14k - Cached - Similar pages

Online King James Version Bible. Mark Ch 11:1-33 11:13 And seeing a fig tree afar off having leaves, he came, ... 11:20 And in the morning, as they passed by, they saw the fig tree dried up from the roots. ...bibledatabase.net/html/kjv/mark_11.html - 12k - Cached - Similar pages

Online King James Version Bible. Mark Ch 13:1-37 13:28 Now learn a parable of the fig tree; When her branch is yet tender, and putteth forth leaves, ye know that summer is near: 13:29 So ye in like manner, ...bibledatabase.net/html/kjv/mark_13.html - 12k - Cached - Similar pages

Online King James Version Bible. Luke Ch 13:1-35 13:6 He spake also this parable; A certain man had a fig tree planted in his vineyard; and he came and sought fruit thereon, and found none. ...bibledatabase.net/html/kjv/luke_13.html - 13k - Cached - Similar pages

Online King James Version Bible. Luke Ch 21:1-38 21:29 And he spake to them a parable; Behold the fig tree, and all the trees; 21:30 When they now shoot forth, ye see and know of your own selves that ...bibledatabase.net/html/kjv/luke_21.html - 12k - Cached - Similar pages

Online King James Version Bible. John Ch 1:1-51 1:50 Jesus answered and said unto him, Because I said unto thee, I saw thee under the fig tree, believest thou? thou shalt see greater things than these. ...bibledatabase.net/html/kjv/john_1.html - 13k - Cached - Similar pages

Online King James Version Bible. James Ch 3:1-18 3:12 Can the fig tree, my brethren, bear olive berries? either a vine, figs? so can no fountain both yield salt water and fresh. ...bibledatabase.net/html/kjv/james_3.html - 9k - Cached - Similar pages

Online King James Version Bible. Revelation Ch 6:1-17 6:13 And the stars of heaven fell unto the earth, even as a fig tree casteth her untimely figs, when she is shaken of a mighty wind. ...bibledatabase.net/html/kjv/revelation_6.html - 11k - Cached - Similar pages

Saturday, October 14, 2006

On The Mysterious Sower

  • One of the many things that Misterious Sower doesn't do is trying to invoke the impression that He is holier than you. Mysterious Sower does just what He does: sows. Mysterous Sower knows great books, among other things, and He knows that the English Grammar is true instrument of the devil. He knows what the word holy means, and he is quite aware that the form holier is impossible, although allowed by the devilish trick of the English Grammar. That is why people who build themselves on reading material that reaches no further than Konsalik, for example, cannot see through this devilish subtlety and sometimes furnish ample proofs that this is the case. That is why this Work suggests to read great literature, for then the devil (devil v.t. power of ignorance, also ignorance of power) will be powerless. People who read great literature are not lured to believe that you can check the meaning of, say, hunger, in the dictionary. People who read great literature do not seek for the meaning of, say, pain, in the dictionary. They do not say that they do know what is death, or God, or something.
  • Now some seed falls on the barren, wicked, dry, stony ground. Such seed is lost. But some seed falls on good ground. Such seed brings fruit, disproportional amount of fruit, thirty times, sixty times more than in the beginning, and sometimes hundred times more.
  • Do you see the depth of this all? See why people who try to appear smart cannot bring fruit. See why people in the Work don't fall into the trap of saying, I am mad at you, or, we are mad at each other, but are brought together by studying and giving attention to the same thing, even to what is mysteriously called the system.
  • What the system says is no great secret, no big deal. What the system aims at nobody can tell you. Do you want to know, and to be, and to do? Don't even answer these questions! Never ask them, either. They are one of the many tricks of devil who wants to disable the seeds, not stopping before, as I find to my utter amazement, holy language given to us to foster building of our thinking, and reason, and everything that can make us human. The Mysterious Sower sows. But I, W.H., am busy here with another post only for one reason: this is very wonderful, and I cannot quite keep my mouth shut. I learned something what things of the system are, what are the names of the seeds, where do they fall, about the fruit and so on. I don't want to sound mysteriously, but I'm certainly not to must to give it all to the English Grammar, where only beast and perdition can snatch them outta hearts of men.
  • There are masters of truth (on somewhat different levels of actual skillfulness, which makes their conferencing the more interesting), then beings who could be called masters of wisdom, but the master of them all is the great Lord of Mercy. Of course, there are also few teachers, some experienced fighters, seeking a worthy opponent, prophets, and so on and so on, but the greatest among them is the Man of God. - just words, understand - awkward words, not to be taken for something more that they are (and they are very little). Thinking that you "got it" can destroy it all before it starts - but if you actually have it, I think that in the kingdom you are "allowed" to also to think that you have it. Therefore, he who says that the Work comes to kill you, just plain lies, that's all, but he who says that that you are not in danger of being killed because of taking it up with the Work lies just as well. But in many cases not even suspecting it; why, people know everything, even what is hunger and pain - also when they don't - and that there is no God - and that there is no perfection - and that book reading is ideal form of relaxation on vacation (perhaps for the part of the population that is not so unjustly obliged to work like them), in short, everything. In the moment, though, that their field of vision is entered by something (or someone) they don't understand (nor wish to understand), then there is that something/body surely boasting, and assuming too much of himself, and is probably some sort of over-masterbating Mr. Holierthanyou. Therefore, what would you expect of people? I, W.H. would expect knowledge/understanding of certain things from people #4, #5... only, if I may (who knows if I may bespeak so much of myself, unwieldly disclosing personal information?! maybe this is sin! I must be careful!!!!) When Melville writes about "nameless perils of whaling", I'd say he doesn't get it from the terrible experience where once little fishy bitty his fingy while at the same time a mosquito! violently gives him second conscious schock under his left knee, whereby he almost loses balance on the shaky ship. [For if such happened he wouldn't live to write it in a book but woud have been perished irretrievably on the spot, that is, at the geographical location that approximately corresponds with the spatial domain that his planetary body would had been happened to occupie at that fatal moment. Compare also [17,18,19] on planetary positions.]

Monday, October 02, 2006

No, this is not indexed... nor titled... leave me now, the show is about to begin Oh, I'm on the air already! Sorry, folks.

Hello, I am Mr. OpenBeaver, I will do some imitation of W.H. on his own blog, with his kind permission. You won't even notice the difference, ha, ha, ha... Well, I was thinkin, the other day, about Burton's translationn of Chuang Tzu. Free and easy wandering, it says. When it strikes me, hell, I was always free and easily wandering. People were often surprised, like, how this one so free and easily wandering?? (People, I say, not cowbottom. Cowbottom gets pissed off. Something disturbs him in this free and easy wandering. Gets hiddenly pissed off. Starts to mirror this free and easy wandering. HA HA. Very funny, but nobody's laughing. I don't know if you ever observed such.)

Now, if you want to remain burdened and weary, that's fine with me. It wasn't always so, though. I thought people don't want to be burdened and weary. But just as with cowbottom who, imprisoned, cannot stand someone free, so also with people. Rather than try to break from prison, they want you down there with them.

Which brings to me, I think, dim memory from the time when I was still in the God's garden. God say, your task free and easy wandering. I, no, hell, I know better, surely there some thing I must and can do for my brother, and, so help me God, sister. And go to prison against God's express will. Wow wow wow, full that I was. Funny, eh_? Nobody's laughing, though.

Then find that church. They talk about Jesus, hell, I think, surely they have to do something with this Jesus. When it hits me, would that I could express how it hits me, this not true at all. They want you, tortured, crippled, burned, nailed - leave out crucifixion that is forbidden by the constitution these days. And the myth comes in handy for this intent. Jesus like son of God, you some worm. Funny, ah_? I don't feel like laughing, though.

Now that truth hits me so unexpectedly - hell, it is not at all like I read, satori and seven thousand suns - and it is so soon, I thought I have yet to begin to acquire some knowledge and understanding, I won't have this truth hidden from my brother, and, so God help me, sister. You are Jesus Christ, and that's it. Sounds weird to you? Well, rethink your conditioning first. It's not weird at all. What IS weird is what you (and I, thousand hells) believed. Don't want to believe what I say? Without verifying first? Oh thou brave Work practice efforter, how faithfully thou defendest thy ground. How exactly thou keepest thy commandments. I, W.H., son of living God, PISS on your faithful, exactingful stupidity. Don't give a damn, really. I come here, risking my very neck to tell you this, more I won't do. Read on or throw it to the flames.

It was a mistake-- terr-- ter- terrible---- --- mi- mistake. Which nearly cost me everything. People fear one another, and people fear consequences if they let their conscience guide them. (The good guys, that is. Bad guys... this different story.) Which boils down to: people fear organization. Good conscience guiding not easy. Can only be attained by trial and error. But if fear guide you, practice out of question, also attainment. We'll fire you, will take your wages away. We'll excommunicate you. You will die. And so on. Holy business, why would it need Son of Living God to let himself crucified for this how would you call it terrible stupidity? Besides, what "sin" the heck would you like to see in yourself IN ADDITION to this already horrible terror-o-the-situation? The lie is not in the Gospels, the lie is in the interpretation of the Gospels. You want someone stretch warm hand against you so that you can spit or shit into it, right? Then you are the bad guy. Note: too-easy. (Of course it seems difficult to do because your conscience and essence and everything not yet fucked up in you is against it.) Just below the nether do. And son of God came to stretch his hand to you, right? According to the theologian, yes.

And these tricks with myths and churches work solely because in essence man wants to find God and get out of prison and all that. In this way Mr. Cheat can collect his tax. In the same way state obviates the constitution and says: you want to develop, right? Well, here are our government asses, from those up there who sign papers and approve shit, to the last authorized employee that looks and behaves like shit. Lick every one's butt, smile and say thank you when they kick. Otherwise no development for you, EVER. While the truth, mildly said, quite the contrary.

It is said that, on average, men do not think three minutes in total during their alloted earthly time. I always thought: sure, this sheer exaggeration. Now not think so anymore. Well, I obviously break through this limit, be it by luck, effort, or Grace of God. It remains a mystery, how.

I always hit by how Jesus heal man on Saturday, and this scum contrives to kill him. Because it is meant to hit. Because not a legend, because it a reality. Only, you must not get it: it happened quite a time ago, when there was scum, Jewish, not Christian scum, and when there was still this quite exceptional man that could heal by the mere laying of hands.

Now Jesus out of their reach. (God knows where, forty days this scum wouldn't go away, now it gone long ago where we can paint him with Mary and angels. We theologians smart. The very text that portraits how church is the one who crucifies we will - first - appropriate - second - mutilate - third - interpret. Great - no GNU copyleft on the Bible, what a luck we have.) Jesus is out of their reach, and so are many others. Now it is you who must not see. Now it is you who has to be crucified. Sorry, buddy. (Verify, thou valiant stupid knight. Verify as much as you please. This is an order! Do as you are told!!! Obey!!!!)

Well I sought development and found God. They say they seek God... I don't believe it, though. They get involved with some martyrium and would well draw you down with them. No doubt they develop -- in some direction, anyway.

It my pleasure to talk to you. Now I go. Maybe come back maybe not. Must talk to God (long time no see, understand, because of a mistake, te- terrible- terrible- mi- mistake) mostly regarding His Will regarding my half-baked developmend. I ask, let me out, of course, God say, well, you know better, besides, you have free will, you are son of God, you have God's power, your will was to go to prison... In this way he mock me. Okay, okay, alright, God, I made a mistake. Terrible mistake. I not always know better, what is true is true.

Homework: read Heinlein's Hoag... well, just a suggestion... a nymph - by the river it was, the artificial garden on the Easyjet ship, new model of perpetual motion pistons engine, half way from Mars to Earth - said, hey, read this...

So, to, conlcude, for everything you need God. Cannot write a book without God. You cannot even have free and easy wandering without God. And you cannot have God without Real Conscience functioning in its Real Place.