Ra Chocks Away!
Saturday 12:50 p.m.
Thank God the row boat has warp drive here in the blogosphere! Had to row back to Scotland since my daughter is leaving home today to go and live in a flat and become an art student. A turning point?
Setting the scene here. It's cloudy outside with some sunshine and a little nip in the air. The Hearts/Rangers game is on the radio and the Herts are one up. Capn Jambo in Louisianna will be pleased even though his house might be blowing down just now.
As a path to nirvana, the yajrayana is described as being like a jet plane. You can walk; you can go in a motor car; or you can do it in a jet plane. If you go in the jet plane, you get there a lot faster, but if somethng goes wrong, you're funged! But you can't stay in the same place. You go up or down.
Purification and accumulation is dead important in this juju. I know that from personal experience since every time I give something up, the meditations go through the roof. But I've never really given up everything. Except once when I had no choice, about nine or ten years ago. Because of this, I had one of the most amazing experiences in my life, ten seconds or so out of clock time in non-self and emptiness. This is what mysticism is about. Experiences of oneness. Well, I've been trying to get back to that level of no pollutions, on and off, ever since.
But you've got to ask yourself sometimes if you really want these experiences.
This experience was described in The Buddha and the Big Bad Wolf, which is downloadable from my webpage.
The foundation of the 6 dharmas of Naropa is being able to raise inner heat. This means changing your body temperature at a simple level. Pretty fundamental that. So I think you're allowed a little trepidation here. But what the hell! Part of my cunning plan was to reach this point. But it's not nine years ago. Things have moved far, far further on since then.
I don't expect to be able to keep a clean machine at all times since I'm surrounded by flatheids, and there's always some in-coming. But I should be able to do it almost all the time from here on in.
Well, it's my own fault if I blow it somehow. And I'm in extra time since I was supposed to be dead at 52. So fung it!! Forget the jet plane. Let's do the intercontinental missile. Let's set the controls for the heart of the sun.
If the flatheids don't get me first, I'll try to blog about getting ra bliss in real time this evening.
Moving the daughter out was a bit more emotional than I was expecting. She's not even left town! I think I'll reconsider the chocks away and get away to the off-license!
Thank God the row boat has warp drive here in the blogosphere! Had to row back to Scotland since my daughter is leaving home today to go and live in a flat and become an art student. A turning point?
Setting the scene here. It's cloudy outside with some sunshine and a little nip in the air. The Hearts/Rangers game is on the radio and the Herts are one up. Capn Jambo in Louisianna will be pleased even though his house might be blowing down just now.
As a path to nirvana, the yajrayana is described as being like a jet plane. You can walk; you can go in a motor car; or you can do it in a jet plane. If you go in the jet plane, you get there a lot faster, but if somethng goes wrong, you're funged! But you can't stay in the same place. You go up or down.
Purification and accumulation is dead important in this juju. I know that from personal experience since every time I give something up, the meditations go through the roof. But I've never really given up everything. Except once when I had no choice, about nine or ten years ago. Because of this, I had one of the most amazing experiences in my life, ten seconds or so out of clock time in non-self and emptiness. This is what mysticism is about. Experiences of oneness. Well, I've been trying to get back to that level of no pollutions, on and off, ever since.
But you've got to ask yourself sometimes if you really want these experiences.
This experience was described in The Buddha and the Big Bad Wolf, which is downloadable from my webpage.
The foundation of the 6 dharmas of Naropa is being able to raise inner heat. This means changing your body temperature at a simple level. Pretty fundamental that. So I think you're allowed a little trepidation here. But what the hell! Part of my cunning plan was to reach this point. But it's not nine years ago. Things have moved far, far further on since then.
I don't expect to be able to keep a clean machine at all times since I'm surrounded by flatheids, and there's always some in-coming. But I should be able to do it almost all the time from here on in.
Well, it's my own fault if I blow it somehow. And I'm in extra time since I was supposed to be dead at 52. So fung it!! Forget the jet plane. Let's do the intercontinental missile. Let's set the controls for the heart of the sun.
If the flatheids don't get me first, I'll try to blog about getting ra bliss in real time this evening.
Moving the daughter out was a bit more emotional than I was expecting. She's not even left town! I think I'll reconsider the chocks away and get away to the off-license!
posted by Hotboy at 12:49 PM
11 Comments:
You know...I've just never been able to download your stuff...any ider why?
Hi Heather! The web page and all that stuff is beyond me. I never look at it. I believe it'll download and then stop because it's free. So it runs out of download time, or whatever. If you want anything off it, just email me. (madyamika2000@yahooDotCoDotUk.)
and I'll email you whatever. Sorry for the hassle, but I have been given instructions by my daughter on how to play music now. Dearie me.
HB - when raising the inner heat,does one literally feel warmer? This may seem a naive question. In winter, can you actually save on heating bills? And is it warmer than sharing your bed with penguins?
Did you finish the porter?
Hey Hotboy! Robmcj has a good question...I would like to know the answer as well. I have another question. I hear you speak of "flatheids". What are they? We do not have that term here, and I am thinking it is not something desirable. Is it someone who does not think for themself?
Good luck to your daughter in art school.
HB - do'you think you might have time to answer Lee Ann's question, and mine while you're at it? There's another one here
If you start to find everything's a bit more emotional than you were expecting, it could be the male menopause. I cried when Puffy left me for a young Chinstrap Penguin in a pantaclava.
Glad to be able to help.
H - I've downloaded some stuff from his site, but most of the links don't work because someone didn't program them right. I've offereed to fix them but for some reason HB doesn't want to give me his password.
Lee Ann: I started calling people flatheids to encourage them to meditate. It's pejorative. Folk who've got down to ra bliss or at least as far as the light are definitely not flatheids, but people who meditate might have flat heids for quite a while. I tried to call them E.T.s (Evolutionary Tails) or T.P.s (Them Prehensiles), or even dafties, but flatheids just stuck. It doesn't work of course. People don't meditate because you have to want to improve yourself and most folk are just smug basturns! Or whatever.
Adolf: I have emailed you the passwords to the site. If any penguins appear on it, we'll know where they came from.
Yes, you do get warm. If you're an expert, you can sit out in sub zero tempratures bollock naked. My problem is that I don't think people have done this before and had to go to work!! The book said you can't go out in sunlight or sit near fires at some points. Freaky stuff!
I wallowed in wonderful ale last night and watched the Band film by Martin Scorcese. First music for some time and it was great! Hotboy
Adolf! Don't worry about attracting nutters to your site. At least one visits it already. Hope this helps. Hotboy
HB - thanks, that did actually help.
I was banking on you not calling my bluff re the password to your site. I haven't a clue about all that server-side stuff. Now I'm going to have to learn. It's a slippery slope. Next thing, I'll end up knowing the stuff that I'm supposed to be teaching. I always swore I would never waste my time on that.
Must stop blogging for now, the bus to the head specialist leaves in 15 minutes. Tally Ho!
HB - I reckon I've fixed all the dodgy links in http://www.geocities.com/madyamika2000/index.html
There's another identical file with the same name but with the extension HTM (not HTML). I can fix that one too if you test the first one and find it OK.
Feel free to change your password meantime in the interests of homeland security. Some prankster might plant a copy of Mein Kampf.
I hope this helps.
LA - Maybe you'd like to test it?
PS - Re the buddhist guy drying sheets with his body - not scientific I'm afraid. They should have had a control group of non-meditators drying sheets, for comparison. If you ever want to replicate the experiment, I'm willing to be the control. Last one to dry his sheet buys the drinks.
Adolf! Heil! Fantastic that you fixed the links! So it wasn't because it was a cheap site then? You sure? Too blissed to be buggered about changing the passwords. If you want to steal someone else's books and stick them on there, fair enough. Stick a pay pal thingy and clean up. Nobody will ever know. Thanks again. I bet they still don't work.
As for the sheet drying juju ... just wait, just wait!!
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