Around 1974/5 some of us older sannyasin chaps remember Krishna Prem (American) in old Poona.
A sincere seeker and into meditation. And someone who had bravely refused, at some risk, (as someone being in the US army), to fight in Vietnam.
It was also interesting to see him back in Pune, 42 years later at the Resort in this video. And clearly seeing it as a “real” place, and with something invisible and healthy going on.
One might say such a welcome video is a genuine challenge to those who daily decry the Resort.
I would like to give lollipops to the brave hearts who can watch this video in one go. After few seconds, I thought, life can wasted in thousand and one better ways.
“He has a big investment in his Osho trip, and I wish him the best of luck with it.”
I am wondering, Lokesh, why you call your old friend “a good man”, and yet call his investment an “Osho trip”?
Have seen the vid; one more with a familiar face, also to me, getting some relaxed talk show, advertising his book (and traveling workshops to be invited for).
What I really loved is seeing every now and then the running water of a creek and fallen leaves on it.
From his way of speech, I can very well relate to you having been good friends a long time ago.
Madhu
Madhu, as I see it, many of the old-timers who are working with therapy, groups etc. have a big investment in their Osho trip because it keeps them jacked into a large community of people who are likely to be interested in what they are selling, and thus making a living from. I see nothing wrong in that. I simply have no need of such an investment. I have moved on and am no longer attracted to people and their Osho investments. I am not saying I am any better or worse than anyone for being like that. It is just no longer something I need in my life.
I know KP’s story and have no need to go into it here on SN. It is his business and I wish him the best of luck with it. He appears happy with what he is doing and he also has had difficult times and had to learn to roll with the punches, like we all do. Well done, KP.
What I mean with “Osho trip” is living, thinking and acting with a set of values, beliefs and ideas put in place by Osho. Once again, I have moved on from that. I took what was needed and what I see as valuable from the years I spent with Osho and left the rest behind. Osho was once the fulcrum of my life, but is no longer. I met other masters and teachers and went through the same process. I am not interested in masters’ personalities, but I am interested in what they have to teach.
I have one close friend who lived with Poonjaji for many years. He once described to me how masters have personalities, just like us. The difference is that they no longer are identified with their personality. That is, if the are true masters. So why should we be identified with their personality, their particular form?
I see all this Osho! Osho! business as a form of personality cult mentality. As the years went by I tired of that and recognized it for what it was, but stayed with the vibe of intelligence, love, compassion, playfulness etc. that happened around Osho. I am not an Osho lover. I am a lover of the vibration for which men like Osho, Poonjaji etc are representatives.
So now, Madhu, you will understand a little of what I mean by “Osho trip”. To reiterate: It means identifying with, worshipping, projecting, making holy, selling, promoting, using a personality, a form, which is a puff of smoke, transient, when the whole idea was/is to merge with something that is eternal, universal, immortal, formless and non-transient and not relating to any form of personality whatsoever, because that is who we really are.
Lokesh,
Lot of comparing yourself with others going on here.
Just saying.
Thanks for taking the effort of that response, Lokesh. Easy to understand.
Sometimes a few more words are needed, if one is only relating in an online ´parcour´ space.
Madhu
I like and respect this line of Lokesh:
“I am a lover of the vibration for which men like Osho, Poonjaji etc. are representatives.”
PM.Cool, baba.
Perfectly correct, Lokesh,
Only recently, my master Swami Bhorat was up in court on charges of larceny, murder, money laundering, drug dealing, paedophilia and aggravated buggery.
Taking the stand, he berated the judge for being too judgmental as he explained that he could not be guilty as he was totally unidentified with his personality!
Taking place in mighty India,the judge, steeped in the spiritual values of our mighty nation, understood perfectly correctly and accepted the defence, along with a large brown envelope that the Swami made known that he was also unidentified with! In the packet was a gift from the compassionate master – a transcript of a discourse on the virtues of mouna, or silence!
The next day, I happened on Swami Bhorat in the back of his Rolls Royce, cavorting with a couple of Tamil actresses, although one of them did have quite a deep voice. The floor was littered with empty bottles of Armagnac and gin, nitrous oxide canisters, empty bidi packets, chewed paan leaves, porn mags, piles of used notes, watches, firearms and empty packets of red and blue pills…
He looked at me, bloodshot eyes glazed with compassion, and, pretending to be drunk and angry,shouted: “What are you looking at, sisterfucker? Twat tvam asi! Do something useful, you pathetic excuse for an asshole disciple!”
Pleased with the energy I was being given by the master of masters, I trotted down to the chemist to fetch master a few packets of Viagra and three tubs of Vaseline, safe in the knowledge that the swami was entirely unidentified with his personality!
Yahoo!
Hari Om!
Oh, oh, Yogi, I am totally identified with your comment. I am doomed, doomed to wander in samsara for all eternity. Aieeeeeeeeee!
It’ll be nicer than Southend-on-Sea – terrible place, especially in the winter.
I got as far as the 3rd second and realised how little I could care less about humanity in robes.
I watched the whole video. It is beautiful how the Osho Commune continues to provide the opportunity for seekers to discover there is nothing to seek.
“You can be in two ways but just one if you are seeking. If you are not seeking you are not, for seeking gives you the ego. Right this moment if you are not seeking anyone, anything, you are not here, there is no crowd. If I am not teaching anything – because there is nothing to be taught, no truth to be taught – if I am not teaching anything and if you are not learning anything, who is here? Emptiness exists and the bliss of pure emptiness. Individuals disappear and it becomes an oceanic consciousness.
Individuals are there because of individual minds. You have a different desire, that’s why you differ from your neighbour; desires create distinctions. I am seeking something, you are seeking something else; my path differs from yours, my goal differs from yours. That’s why I differ from you.
If I am not seeking and you are not seeking, goals disappear, paths are no more there. How, then, can the minds exist? The cup is broken. My tea flows into you and your tea flows into me. It becomes an oceanic existence.”
Osho, ‘A Bird on the Wing’ (chapter 2)
Parmartha, this string is your choice so you have to tell what is so inspiring for you to see the video of someone from your class.
You think he has made it and you not?
Like Samarpan, I watched the whole video. I also was moved by it.
This was for two reasons. I remember KP a little from Pune 1, and knew that he had showed bravery in not going to Vietnam. Those of you who did not live through that time maybe are unable to imagine what was going on then, but for an army person to refuse to go, well, he was risking something. He was very lucky to just be discharged.
Watching him being interviewed meant something, at least to me, I could see he was genuine, and what he was saying could very well be helpful for those who were genuine young seekers.
Secondly, I liked the setting. It felt real to me and that Osho was there, and I felt moved by that. Those who go with judgements, like SP, seemingly are unable to feel that.
Or perhaps you do recognise it, SP, and that is why you covet the place so.
I am disappointed you could not listen to the whole video – you missed.
Just a little patience is often what is needed in all sorts of pickles and situations in life. But it seems, it takes a whole lifetime, and maybe more, to learn that.
Parmartha, I have seen KP in the campus of Osho Commune (now Resort) for more than 15 years. It does not mean we were friends or acquaintances but one gets a certain feeling about people, how they think and what they think.
All these 15, 25 people out of 2000 people left in the compound of Resort are sycophants, harmless marry-go-lucky chaps who will never be bold enough to show the king his nakedness. Let me say it bluntly, I have spent more time at 17, Koregaon Park than the founder of the cult himself. And being nobody I have seen the best and the ugly side of people. So I don´t have hunger like you in me, dear Parmartha.
And contemplate over your own line: “But it seems, it takes a whole lifetime, and maybe more, to learn that.”
MY suggestion: if you come across a guru next time, stay around him till the bitter or sweet end, otherwise other people´s commentaries will impress you again.
One odd thing that the OIF team has been doing is occasionally pulling down videos that people have made and posted on youtube.
This one was deleted some time ago, but has reappeared:
https://youtu.be/DhS3gQ0_bu4
Thanks, SS. Really enjoyed the video. Never tired of appreciating Osho’s beauty! What a Master! What a man! XXX
Thanks, Shanti. We enjoyed watching it. Pity that anyone would take such an innocent thing down.
How do you keep abreast of such stuff?
Well, I came across that vid the other day, and I noticed a note underneath from whoever put it on youtube, that said “check out the shorter version”, but when I clicked the link it came up with a message that “the video has been removed by OIF”, and then I realised that I had seen the video before and that must have been the shorter version.
So OIF must have removed the first video from youtube, and then the creator of the video must have made a longer version which is now up there.
A response to Anand Yogi…
Investment in Any Master Inc. works in this way too, as one sees in this ad:
Urgently Required:
Disciples to edit videos of Swami Shantam Shri and promote him in the crowded market.
Salary: Disciples need to pay 500 rupees per month.
Reward: Chance to meet other girls and boys like you.
P.S: Forget salary and reward, you will have the satisfaction of creating a new masterly product.
My God, Anand Yogi!
Who is the man behind this Anand Yogi? No one will ever know. Before, in my thought, it was some young Indian doctor. So I contacted him and congratulated, ”Your satires written at sannyasnews are really hilarious.”
He replied back with question mark, ”You are mistaking me with someone else. I even don´t read anything at that negative site.”
I deleted that person from my friends list.
(It is a true account. Not fiction).
I am very surprised that you would think that Yogi was an Indian.
His humour is clearly ‘British’, and one would wager that even if he is not British he was educated here!
Oxford graduate, no doubt.
Perfectly correct, Shantambhai!
Of course I hail from the very bowels of mighty Bhorat where I have been suckled on the mighty mammary of ultimate truth and not from disgusting shores of perverted Albion!
I could never set foot in a land where white-skinned baboons love their dogs more than their children, homosexuals get married whereas heterosexuals get divorced and the rest of the thuggish population’s main outlet is to have unprotected sex before marriage with young women in short skirts who drink themselves to oblivion on the streets of Hull, Sunderland, Loughborough and Nuneaton, while ‘educated and spiritual’ people like Satya Deva sit around ‘having a laugh’ and blaming it on immigrants with crabs!
These white-skinned racist white supremacists like Parmartha and Satya Deva seem to have joined the wrong white robe brotherhood!
Not content with stealing the Kohinoor, hijacking the Samadhi of our Master, co-opting yoga and drunkenly urinating on all that we hold holy, these shameless baboons pile shame upon shame by now trying to claim Anand Yogi that true upholder of the wisdom of mighty Bhorat, as one of their own!
One knows that we are certainly living in Kali Yuga, as predicted by the holy sages of old, when it has come to this!
Yahoo!
Hari Om!
Anand Yogi, you are a rascal! My god!
Yes, Tan(tan), there you are right!
Let us see if he knows how to take a break too, if he is in full gears.
That´s an art in itself….
Madhu
I must write this feeling before I forget.
Many times I feel Lokesh is one great chap from the school of Osho who followed the rules of wise investment: ‘Buy in the start-up and when everybody becomes eager to buy in that venture – sell and leave the market.’
I have followed not this wise advice so lost much in the game of investing. If I get something, it is simply God´s grace as per the maxim, ‘Only losers win this game.’
In any case, one cannot blame Lokesh for any downfall around Osho´s brand. He played fairly and squarely and left the game even when greatest spiritual entrepreneur of our time was on the overdrive to turn the whole Earth orange.
Compared to him, the man shown in this video is a perfect Jew. They win in the peacetime and in the wartime and after the war too.
Whatsoever may be the age, courtesans are the right people to teach the pious art of surviving.
I may be wrong but in my eyes KP and Subhuti are such people with perfect journalistic skills. When many others of their class are living a lonely existence, these gentlemen get the right to talk about meditation without mentioning the elixir of their life comes from the knickers of young, vulnerable women who sincerely believe sex to super-consciousness is possible if the dick-head has the Buddhafield energy around.
It´s your very jealousy, Shantam Prem, mixed with the self-pity, which hinders you from seeing your own beauty of your own accord.
And I know what I am talking about here.
Point is, though, to come to practice, to identify what´s going on inside (not deny it); in other words said, keep your tea bowl as empty as possible, if some tea is poured into it.
Otherwise, you won´t get anything, not even a drop, when you are thirsty to enjoy the tea-time with others.
And you are thirsty. If you wouldn´t be thirsty to enjoy, you wouldn´t write here – or would you?
Madhu
Perfectly correct, Shantambhai!
When zex-crazed wrinkly old Jewish and Anglo-Saxon dick-heads appear with buddhafield around, spouting zen philosophy, they have good chance of getting into panties of vulnerable young whiteskins with breasts like mangos in mango season!
But when dick-head with turban on in Bahnhoffstrasse of town in Germany whips out dick-head and tries it on, then he ends up in slammer!
It is certainly a rotten and deeply unjust world, bhai!
Your sub-prime investments in becoming white meat CEO have flopped, whilst investments of the white-supremacist white rogue-trader brotherhood are keeping their end up buoyantly!
Yahoo!
Oy Vey!
Shantam, Lokesh is another rascal. Didn’t you get it, after so long in SN? I still laugh when I remember that he advised me to sit with Mooji. Don’t take him too seriously, and on top of it, he is an artist, so, like Arps, he has his own way for everything.
But, if I have to bet on an Osho lover here, without hesitation, would be him.
One of the reasons to visit Ibiza during last summer holidays was to have the real-life glimpse of our fellow blogger Lokesh.
God willing, for this spring or summer I am thinking to visit England to dip the biscuit in the tea. I hope few of you will have the time.
And Tan, if we meet for tea, please don´t come in Burqa!
And SD, be sure I don´t reveal the private talks in public even though I will never hesitate to be a whistle-blower when skeletons behind the cupboard are hidden by some holy groily*.
(*groily: Signifies a person that is creepy, with motives that are suspect; nasty mind and slick. Deceitful).
Be careful, Bhai!
Your planned trip to the ancestral home of the depraved, alcoholic white-skinned Anglo-Saxon baboon is fraught with danger!
You may have been excited by my description of what goes on in the streets of Sunderland and Hull, but let me tell you, bhai, those tanked-up female members of the chav caste can be even more racist than Satya Deva and Arpana, so do not build up your chances of ‘dipping your biscuit’!
It could be more of a case of Limp Biskit!
Remember that UK is the native land of the homosexual and since the gay marriage law was passed by Parliament and the Queen and her husband, David Furnish, I would be surprised if a handsome, charismatic and smooth-talking young buck like yourself can last more than a few days without being buggered senseless!
I will send you address of my uncle and cousin brother in Rotherham – if all else fails, they can show you good time in back of mini-cab!
Be careful when you go for tea with Tan – I do not think she is a demure, arranged marriage, Punjabi type or cringing Christian living in kitchen!
Beware when she asks you if you want one or two lumps in your tea, she will probably be referring not to sugar but your testicles!
I wish you safe journey, Bhai, and remember:
If you like the weather, you will love the food!
Yahoo!
God save the queens!
Yogi, you rascal, getting better everyday! I just want to kick his balls and I think everybody knows why, but you gave me an excellent idea…Namaste, master!
If the way it is happening in this UK chat chills you, Tan, I am not with you in this. And I am also not with you in your admiration of swamis who ‘play the artist’ on virtual stage here.
If Shantam Prem is the creepy, slimy fellow, which he quite very often appears here verbally, editors as moderators, who claim to be on board, could have very often ended that game. As they did with others.
And Yogi, the so-called ´rascal´, is not getting better every day, but spiralling into obnoxiousness, taking a hate speech growing audience with him (applauding).
OFF THE WALL!
Madhu
MOD: POST SLIGHTLY EDITED AS FIRST POINT WAS NO LONGER RELEVANT.
AND, REST ASSURED WE’RE WATCHING SHANTAM VERY CAREFULLY….
Madhu,
Just for the record.
I don’t think of myself as an artist. I don’t identify with being an artist. Painting is something I do.
I have it on good authority that Shantam is a nice guy. So really what we are up to here is living in virtual San World where we create characters, buy San language coins, dress our characters up a bit, enter the ‘Chambers of Parm’ in the land of Serendipta, jump over the ‘Hoops of the Moderator’ and, Bob’s your uncle, get to score and exchange our San coins at the all-night corner shop for an O Be One Can U Be? wish-fulfilling grow-your-own kit and neggo-thought remover.
Seems ok to me.
Dear Prem Martyn,
If you have something “on good authority” re “nice” or the opposite of “nice”, your authority comes from your own real life-(story), in what you may call a San world, then the “virtual San World” and beyond and in the caché.
I can relate to your response-context yesterday (at 9.59 pm) as trustworthy for the simple reason that you rarely (if ever) joined the bashing troupe re Shantam, while on the other hand you are not at all a miser in showing anger, rage and bashing attitudes towards other identities and/or circumstances/history.
To appreciate here somebody (some identity writing) or something, you are a miser too, as far as I did experience it.
You describe the ´caravanserai´ here as a kind of playing ground for gamblers, you speak of “Chambers of Parm” in the land of “Seringdipta” (isn´t that, btw, the name for one of the Greek Sannyas centres?).
Anyway – as far as I am concerned – I don´t follow your gambler´s approach and your “seems to be ok to me” as a conclusion out of my authority re relating in the chat online world, although you and some others here surely represent the utter majority in this case, some more eloquent and educated – some not.
Since very few decades we are rapidly crossing the borderlines and getting into an algorithm playground with often unexpected and more than sometimes also unwanted and also irreversible consequences in the collective as individual life too. On a then very material plane, I mean.
And there´s no way back to the innocence of a former joyous ´hippie trail´. (Although the latter exists in numerous clone-copyist versions).
To regain just a human ability to respond to the change, taking care is a major issue; in my eyesight such a major issue as to save the rain-forests, for example.
Madhu
Madhu, have you been sniffing petrol again? I read your post. Sounds reasonable, intelligent even, but yet I find myself asking what on earth you are talking about.
Less might be more in your case. I mean to say, what does “we are rapidly crossing the borderlines and getting into an algorithm playground” actually mean? Please explain in simple language.
Thanks for the feedback, Lokesh – and what I was sharing about ´the algorithm´ issue, I won´t go deeper into that now. I am not a masochistic kind of type.
Madhu
MOD: PLEASE DO THOUGH, SOMETIME, AS OTHERWISE NO ONE WILL GET WHAT YOU MEAN!
Dear moderators, I left a lot of that since I am posting in the chat; every now and then I did.
Living with the after-effects and challenges private data-bugger-game is affecting people in this city, going into street work actions of all kinds for a long time.
I really got something out of it when here in the UK SN chat, stuff was discussed like that of a (UK) Julian or the criminals on board of our fabulous energy-fields of yesterday, the days before yesterday, the todays and, I guess, tomorrows.
It’s part of it, and mostly denied.
I am very tired today and will get out to listen to some music.
Thank you,
Madhu
“Living with the after-effects and challenges private data-bugger-game is affecting people in this city, going into street work actions of all kinds for a long time.”
Well, I for one have only the vaguest idea what this means, Madhu. Is it something to do with computers being bugged in Munich? But if so, how is that connected to “street work actions”? And what exactly are such “actions” on the street? And how do they affect you? Is it to do with ‘stalking’ or other such harassment?
Yes, Satyadeva, stalking AND other harassments.
Nice that you did ask.
Madhu
Begorrah, I blame it on the little people and KP.
Madhu, why write on a blog if nobody understands what you are trying to communicate? I just do not understand that and also your unwillingness to explain what you mean when asked. It is a free world on that level, but when the situation has been reversed I endeavoured to give you an explanation when you asked one of me. No big deal.
Aah, Lokesh, why do you claim to speak for “everybody”‘s understanding or not understanding here; just leave it.
Otherwise, moderators again slightly changed a chapter, but I don t mind just now. Cunning people are cunning people, and so sometimes – you are too…
Why not take your own counsel: “Take what is of use for you and just leave the rest”?
And as for your question in the end (which is not only yours but mine too, and since the very beginning, good company inside, and nice that you are reminding me of that): Same one can ask oneself, if ever open the mouth to utter a word or so…Why? Isn´t it?
Madhu
MOD:
Madhu, IT’S NOT ABOUT BEING cunning, WE’RE NOT PERSECUTING YOU! WE MADE THE VERY SLIGHTEST CHANGE IN ORDER FOR ONE SENTENCE TO MAKE SENSE. LET US KNOW THE PROBLEM, PLEASE.
Madhu,
I admire everyone in SN, even the ones I don’t like. The reason is the linkage with Osho.
I guess you don’t understand Yogi humour because you don’t live in UK. Things like “tanked-up female members of the chav caste” and “Rotherham” are simply hilarious!
I really don’t understand where you have seen hate! No hate, Madhu, not at all!
Cheers!
Thanks for responding, Tan.
It´s true, Tan, I visited London long ago, also spent some time in Medina, met a lot of English natives in the commune(s) – but, what you got adapted to, I wasn´t able to.
Love – as you refer to – is for me a never-ending, ever-changing processing, rather than a statement.
Madhu
The good old days, eh?
What a gang we were! Liked the photo. Somendra, I figure, doing his third-eye business!
For some reason, that reminds me of the first time I went to the old Abraxas centre – was it called ‘The Body something or other’???? Everybody had short hair and were dressed in the latest fashions, but in shades of red. They all looked so neat. Was disturbing, as I recall.
Ahh, yes…the sports centre in Hampstead, taken over by a a hugely experienced team of sports centre managers, aka Ma Poonam, Ma Vismaya, Ma Noeleen, Ma Hamido, who promptly found out that all the left-leaning, high-earning Hampstead males were actually completely pissed-off at seeing a bunch of red-robed ones suddenly running their sports centre.
Hugging was banned, no sanyassoid could stay in the coffee shop more than 15 minutes, the workers had to cut their hair, and dynamic had to be muffled in the dancercise rooms…But hey, didn’t the place just get the money rolling in, with membership growing everyday, just like those who bought Medina shares?
Erm, actually, there’s a bloke on the line shouting, “It fucking went tits up, in debt, and closed very shortly after.” Ah, yes, just trifling details there.
But deferring to power-trippy women who auditioned for ‘Macbeth’ and one of whom’s ex-husband had Salvation Army lunatic parents, positioned by Mr Original himself, the star-trek-suited Osho – well, you just had to trust…otherwise, why bother living at all? We were building intimate bonding and transparency and the basis of extra-zensual terrestriality…
Come onnnn…swami…let go…
What a gang, eh?
Name of place was ‘The Body Centre’, location Belsize Park.
Strange world, sannyasins that appeared like people working in the clerical professions – universally.
Sheela was there once and bought everyone, can you believe it, NYLON shorts from some Indian supplier in the East End…thank God it collapased shortly afterwards.
I used to enjoy going to the Body Centre, it was like being a member of a fairly up-market club, without having to pay large membership fees – and it was conveniently located, a 15 mins. or so walk from home (the famous, in ‘certain circles’, Chalk Farm flat).
I was disappointed when it closed and I recall phoning the place and being assured it would be re-opening quite soon. However, as it was a sannyasin who was saying this I was rather sceptical. And rightly so….
I think it did reopen as a sports club, but not as a Sannyas place! May even still be there.
It’s still there as a sports club, although back then the-swami-on-the-phone indicated it would soon re-open under ‘Sannyas control’!
Whoever woda thawt a short jewish boy fwom da Bronnnkx woda beecom a therapise…a therapeese…a therapaaase – hell, someone who likes to talk about Gaaaad, the faamily and knowing things befowa any udder sucka knows em? Makeen shuwa that wat don’t kill ya, maykes ya stwonga…
Love your Mother.
Big Kpee
Loved the New Yawk, the Bronx accent. He seemed to me a big-hearted man.
An interesting contrast between this video of KP and the recent one from Amrito. Completely different backgrounds yet both on the same page.
And as predicted by the author of this string, were met with derision and contempt from the disgruntled, for no other reason than they believe certain assumed privileges should rightfully be theirs.
I was recently complimented on the academic style of some of my postings, so let me present another one.
The constant cries of injustice, and claims that the OIF are not being faithful to Osho’s wishes, and thus, have degraded and are destroying his ‘legacy’ can easily be put to the test:
http://www.websitelooker.net
Is a useful resource where you can obtain stats about any website.
The estimated daily hits of the selections below objectively imply their popularity (rather then trusting somebody who is just whining long and loud).
osho.com @ 29,164
eckharttolle.com @ 6,328
mooji.org @ 4,088
sriramanamaharshi.org @ 1,779
gangaji.org @ 1,358
maharajnisargadatta.com @ 644
tapoban.com @300
ozenrajneesh.com @300
Based on these figures would anyone seriously take control away from the present management and entrust it to those at the bottom of the pile? The figures belie the claim that Osho’s legacy is not in good hands, or that there is a mass preference for a more traditional style.
Those waiting for regime change look set to wait forever.
(It’s also interesting to check on who’s hot, and who’s not, amongst the so-called ‘announced’ sannyasins).
Seems like rage, jealousy, anger, hate kind of feelings have been erased from the software of neo-seekers. Madhu is one such fine specimen of this tribe.
Battles, crusades, wars, freedom struggles, fights against injustice, civil courage kind of things are also getting vanished from the neo-seeker’s mind. It is being replaced by cool indifference and superior overtones in their personality.
To me, it seems like millions of people are hoping it is their last life, they are standing on the threshold of Nirvana…
Good for them. Earth will have few million less people. These people will surely miss the drama, what comes after internet and smartphones!
“Seems like rage, jealousy, anger, hate kind of feelings have been erased from the software of neo-seekers. Madhu is one such fine specimen of this tribe.”
Well, IF that’s the case, then “neo-seekers” are doing rather well! And if you’re suggesting that these negatives are somehow highly desirable then you, Shantam, are doing rather badly!
“Battles, crusades, wars, freedom struggles, fights against injustice, civil courage kind of things are also getting vanished from the neo-seeker’s mind.”
I suspect the problem here is you spend far too much time reading about and watching the news and thinking about it all, imagining, quite wrongly, that doing so is useful or ‘means something’, when it’s essentially just a way of ‘killing time’ (and, in a way, yourself) because you have nothing better to do.
If you think such activities (including od-ing on the news) are the natural arena of the sannyasin then I suggest you throw away your mala, ditch your name and get out of SN!
This arrogance. This assembly-line kind of spirituality. I feel compassion for such neo-seekers. SD, unfortunately you are one such.
Shantam, just show me where any master (particularly yours) recommends stuffing yourself with newspapers and watching tv news every day for the amount of hours you do (while having no means, capacity or intention of taking any action whatsoever regarding any situation whose contentiously depressing details you absorb into your system) and I might give you a little credence.
And I suggest you re-read and reflect upon the first two paragraphs of my 3.29pm post because as it is, you clearly ain’t got a clue, not the slightest inkling of what it’s about.
Masters are quite over-hyped people. I don´t think I will follow any of such persons’ footsteps born during the industrial age.
Well, ok, but does this remind you of anyone? (N.B: Especially if you replace the last word, “us”, by “others”).
“I speak to the most intimate part of your being, the part of you that longs for love and truth. Since most people are not ready for love and truth, most people want entertainment, excitement, information and change – satisfaction. So they read newspapers, magazines and novels, watch television, listen to the radio and have interesting debates and discussions. We all enjoy these things to a degree. But when they are the main focus of our lives or of the people around us, we start to die inside. We dry up. Often, not knowing what’s happening, we begin to think there’s something wrong with us.”
Madhu, my father worked on the German ultra machines ciphered code in battlefield ops and signals under Alexander in the desert of 42-44.
I have had your own heavily-coded signals analysed and my simple answser is this:
Millions of readers laugh themselves to sleep every night after reading sanchat news. My small contribution is my thanks to the millions of story-telling writers and readers here.
Incoming, sarge! “Underneath the lamplight by the open door.”
“The little people”?
Do you mean, like, ‘The Borrowers’?
” “The little people”? Do you mean, like, ‘The Borrowers’?” (Swamishanti).
Too much of the ‘Shadow of the Dreamchild’ in your interpretation, Swamishanti, I feel and presume, although I know that any history/story-telling tells more about the author, his hidden or not so hidden ambitions (interpretations) than about anything happening (or having happened).
Otherwise, Swamishanti, I gratefully join Tan´s response on sharing the recaptured special vid with us, a compilation of gathered moments with quite more than a masterly Veena Player of Silence amidst the words.
And I join you, when you spoke about “odd” stuff that it has been erased by the OIF.
A photo album becomes alive for the people who have been present. How nowadays joining the stream people experience it, I have no clue about.
Madhu
P.S:
For Lokesh and maybe Prem Martyn, I leave the PS that I am not into petrol-sniffing or similar stuff-sniffing – just to make that clear for you guys.
It’s not the “little people” then, not “the Borrowers”.
So, some local Schurken? A real “Unruhestifter”?
Have cyber-criminals bothered you in some way?
Good point.