The Highest Truth

Here's a thought regarding the "something from nothing" puzzle, the "can't enlighten another being":

Causality is statistically significant, a statistical fact. That means there are some events outside the confidence interval, at the tail ends of the probability distribution, outside causality, so to speak.
 
Buddhism is a collection of teachings and practices revolving around the problem of suffering...
Judaism, i think, is much the same. For a polytheist society, the question of theodicy was central. The Abrahamic creation myth corresponds in some ways with the Hindu, I've been told, and the Greek idea that creation is fundamentally good, but flawed ...

Buddhism nowadays is of course thoroughly patriarchal and hierarchical, in spite of its origins among the homeless, religiously non-aligned and experimental drop-outs of ancient Indian society.
Hey-ho ... seems that is a universal principle!

Folk traditions tend to be concerned with mundane stuff like ...
Real-world stuff, you mean :D
 
I alone am responsible for my spiritual relationship to and with God. No one controls me but me, although I may be influenced, only I control me.
I think neuroscience and psychology would have a lot of enlightening things to say about that.

And all our spiritual concepts and values are received before they are perceived, so really although one might well control, and even build our own vehicle, the roads have been laid ...

We're nowhere near as self-sufficient or self-realising as we like to think we are.
 
No one can produce enlightenment in another person.
Not so sure ... can you speak authoritatively for every one and every instance?

... no one but you decides the nature of your enlightenment.
If that is the case does not enlightenment then become a term without any meaning beyond a subjective idea?

If the meaning of words is dependent on individual determination, then language becomes just noise.
 
Those pesky veils, obscuring the void?
Sort of ... I'm mindful of the western mindset/left brain desire to categorise and quantify.

If we're talking absolutes like 'truth', etc., then there is nothing to see. It's a quality ... and when we're into 'the Highest Truth' then we're into abstractions?
 
hypothetically speaking; Truth is it is raining, speculation is the forecast calls for rain Enlightenment is both truth and the forecast or gut feeling there is something more to life and living than I am fully aware of at this time in my life.

No I take that back; Enlightenment is the knowing of what was searched after.
 
My own revelation toward the perception of the highest high could not be possible without embracing all I am

Embracing all I am: the highest highs, the basest lows. I admit "embracing all I am" sounds a lot better than "what goes up must come down", but I like the grounding it gives me, the honesty, the acknowledgement of those terrible sides of me that I'd prefer to think only other people ever exhibit.

hypothetically speaking; Truth is it is raining, speculation is the forecast calls for rain Enlightenment is both truth and the forecast or gut feeling there is something more to life and living than I am fully aware of at this time in my life.

No I take that back; Enlightenment is the knowing of what was searched after.

Is this knowing a once-and-for-all kind of knowing, like getting wet in the rain? Or are there more droughts in the future?
 
I'm not overly fond of dark clouds and discomforting states of being, however, I appreciate the adversity for what I may gain.
 
I'm not sure I came across the way I wanted to. I wasn't talking about states of being, but the parts of me which hurt others, which delight in causing difficulties - my capacity for being a dick.
 
Maybe you are a cynical teacher?
Ah, right there, well spotted. I'm interested in enlightenment, I'm not a teacher, and I get edgy when I believe I see someone starting to lecture, and I tend to do it myself. That's part of my capacity for being a dick.
 
In the 1970s a friend turned me onto David Bowie: Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars. My dad and I conflicted on many levels, as a coping mechanism the song Starman appeared within the realm of my consciousness. 2nd verse:
There's a Starman waiting in the sky
He'd like to come and meet us
But he thinks he'd blow our mind
There a Starman waiting in the sky
He told us not to blow it
Cause he knows it's all worthwhile
He told me

Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children boogie.

The mind is a wonderful place to visit
 
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