The Power of Words

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Tantra practices, chanting, singing are all equally powerful in their own subtext. I am thankful to my recent Buddhist studies to have allowed me in depth look at mantras. I was no stranger to this for I have been practicing the Kabballistic canticle the YHVH chanting.

It goes like: Anee, Yud, Hey, Vav, Hey, Adonai... Ribbono Shell Olam, Amenn.

Ribbono means Master, again G-d and the Universe with the feeling being external.

Shel means with, where the attention is put back into the body.

Olam meaning World puts the attention includes you and the world.

Amen meaning So it Is. Also the Amen and Sanskrit Olam sound close together.
 
Amen meaning So it Is. Also the Amen and Sanskrit Olam sound close together.
In Sanskrit we do not say Olam. The word is OM and the meaning is different from Amen.

However, I take 'Beeja Mantras' (mantra seeds) to be the sounds that our ancestors made when they were dancing around the fire to the sound of beating of tree trunks in the night after consuming whatever concoction was popular with them. People later thought that the sounds have supernatural powers. Meaning that if one has not done 'Ho, ho' then the deity is not invoked.

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"Let no corrupt word proceed from your mouth, but what is good for necessary edification, that it may impart grace to the hearers." (Ephesians 4:29)

So, I would say this means that what we speak can have power to minister God's own grace to people.
 
Words are the most powerful creation that we have..it is what makes this world to be what it is..through communication.
I have studied words for a long time..that now I have stumbled myself into a mysterious language..and I have held this language for a very very long time..that I cannot share it..for it has complete different meanings to what we use today..i did my studies to see who else has seen this language, and came across..Shakespeare! I thought I would share this as I have been lonely in my own little world for a long long time..
 
Words are the most powerful creation that we have..it is what makes this world to be what it is..through communication.
I have studied words for a long time..that now I have stumbled myself into a mysterious language..and I have held this language for a very very long time..that I cannot share it..for it has complete different meanings to what we use today..i did my studies to see who else has seen this language, and came across..Shakespeare! I thought I would share this as I have been lonely in my own little world for a long long time..

Hi, it seems sad that words, being so powerful, and allow communication between people, can also divide and isolate us. There is more to say, but must go now. Have a good day.
 
Another "mysterious language" is Wakese, the language that James Joyce created/evolved to write "Finnegans Wake" - that book that nobody has read! No, I haven't read it, but various biographies of Mr Joyce have revealed many of its secrets. Joyce created a whole lexicon for his book, blending words together from various languages. One such, "dawncing" which is dancing until dawn, which Joyce was known to do after cadging drinks from various friends. A lovely word. Another is "adomic", which blends "Adam" and "atoms", thus humans formed from Adam and atoms, as in "the sameold gamebold adomic structure of our Finnius the old One, as highly charged with electrons" as per the text of Finnegans Wake. A final one, "pacnincstricken", which apparently is being panic-stricken while out having a picnic. Joyce enjoyed his own jokes, often he was heard by his long suffering wife Nora Barnacle, chuckling to himself long into the night while writing his masterpiece. Nora just wished he would write a book that someone might want to read, thinking of the royalties I suppose.

Zen Buddhism is often spoken of as a form of "direct pointing beyond words and letters", which tends to bypass the extensive commentaries and writings of the zen masters themselves.
 
Joyce had a daughter, by the way. For all his creativity, her biography is a tragic counterpoint. Non-duality also includes the bad parts of life, along with the dawncing and the transcendently pointing fingers diverting our attention to the far-away moon.

(I actually read Finnegans wake, as a teenager. Tough read, but it went along with the general mood. Did you make it to the kidneys sizzling in the pan, and the smell...? It's only a few pages in.)
 
I actually read Finnegans wake, as a teenager. Tough read, but it went along with the general mood. Did you make it to the kidneys sizzling in the pan, and the smell...? It's only a few pages in.)
Isn't that Ulysses?
 
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Joyce had a daughter, by the way. For all his creativity, her biography is a tragic counterpoint. Non-duality also includes the bad parts of life, along with the dawncing and the transcendently pointing fingers diverting our attention to the far-away moon.

(I actually read Finnegans wake, as a teenager. Tough read, but it went along with the general mood. Did you make it to the kidneys sizzling in the pan, and the smell...? It's only a few pages in.)

Yes, the story of Tara is tragic, and caused Joyce much distress. Obviously his life was not one constant round of dancing, what with Tara and the many many operations on his eyes.

Non-duality seeks to express the Reality we live in so you are right, it includes the bad. Dogen, my current mentor, explains (in the "tricky" zen way - far too tricky for me most of the time) that "non-duality must be realised in duality".

Anyway, dredging a couple of things up from the dustbin of my mind as some sort of illustration, the poet (and mystic) William Blake spoke of a synthesis of Innocence and Experience, a synthesis that "transcends the effects of disappointment, mistreatment and betrayal. Blake scholars call this state 'Organised Innocence'. In Organised Innocence, we can feel the joy of 'ha ha he' even in the face of the darkness inherent in the human heart, and it cannot be subverted by further Experience."

And the story of the great zen master who liked an evening stroll. Passing a house, he heard cries of great lamentation. He entered and found that a loved one had died. The master sat down and wept with the others. A student of the master passed by, and hearing the cries, went in. Seeing and hearing his master he said:- "You of all people I would have thought was beyond all this." "It is this that puts me beyond it" the master replied.

As RJM Corbet has already said, the sizzling kidneys are in Ulysses. I did reach the end of that book, the final "Yes!" of Molly Bloom, the adulteress, a great affirmation.

As Joyce once said, "if Ulysses is unfit to read, then life is unfit to live."
 
Hi, it seems sad that words, being so powerful, and allow communication between people, can also divide and isolate us. There is more to say, but must go now. Have a good day.
Thank you!..I agree! There was a reason why I have isolated myself from the world, during my discovery with this language, it showed me a lot of hidden meanings behind them..that if I shared it..you will throw stones at me.., I already have shares in my early days..but no.1 listened, I was mocked, teased..so I decided to keep it stored and to never bring it out. I now have worked more of this language..and I have come to a understand that this language is a native language for sound..we are controlled by a sound....God made the world with a word? I believe it is not a word..but it was that word(s)...sound. Just like your name..it is not the word that makes it you...but the sound of its name is who makes you who you are..if that made any sense..sorry if I’ve caused confusion
 
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In Organised Innocence, we can feel the joy of 'ha ha he' even in the face of the darkness inherent in the human heart, and it cannot be subverted by further Experience."
Surprised by Joy? ;)

Joking aside, that untouchable transcendence, that joy which can not be subverted, sounds like a great ego trap, like a must-have for the spiritual materialist connoisseur. (Present company excluded.) Is that what Dogen is getting at when dragging the transcendent back to the market place?
 
Surprised by Joy? ;)

Joking aside, that untouchable transcendence, that joy which can not be subverted, sounds like a great ego trap, like a must-have for the spiritual materialist connoisseur. (Present company excluded.) Is that what Dogen is getting at when dragging the transcendent back to the market place?

Hi Cino, you don't necessarily need to exclude the present company. I often wonder.

I carry on with Dogen, and often I am confused about exactly what he is getting at. Moments of clarity, of recognition, but then I lose the track of his thought.

Just to say my quotes are simply that, quotes. For consideration and reflection. I try not to judge them.
 
Thank you!..I agree! There was a reason why I have isolated myself from the world, during my discovery with this language, it showed me a lot of hidden meanings behind them..that if I shared it..you will throw stones at me.., I already have shares in my early days..but no.1 listened, I was mocked, teased..so I decided to keep it stored and to never bring it out. I now have worked more of this language..and I have come to a understand that this language is a native language for sound..we are controlled by a sound....God made the world with a word? I believe it is not a word..but it was that word(s)...sound. Just like your name..it is not the word that makes it you...but the sound of its name is who makes you who you are..if that made any sense..sorry if I’ve caused confusion

Well, it never takes much to confuse me. But I do think that we must try to "hear" others, in every meaning of the word "hear". Everyone has their story and too often we are only interested in our own.

I did once read a biography of John Dee, who served in Elizabeth 1's court. Apparently he sought some sort of universal language, one he thought had existed prior to the scattering of languages per the story of the tower of Babel. Not really sure of the point myself. There is a beauty in difference, and the art of translating is just that, an art. The "confusion" of languages may well be in the ear of the listener.

Going off at a slight tangent, much recently about freedom of speech, initiated by some asserting that they have the "right" to call others by whatever name they choose. "All too PC these days" is the cry. For me the fundamental question is just what sort of language should we use. One that encourages empathy, communion, or one that simply reflects judgement of others, creates division and discord.

I do like the thought of language as a "sound". As a friend of Thomas Merton once said to him, "The birds don't know that they have names". And, as I waffle on, Merton, translating Chuang Tzu, "the purpose of words is to convey ideas. When the ideas are grasped, the words are forgotten. Where is the man who has forgotten words? He is the one I would like to talk to."

Anyway, have a good day.
 
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