INVISIBLE GURU FORUM

I am in! I love you Baba Ram Jed! I got a good laugh here. Thank you.

You ARE special, you little minx. Not because you are 'enlightened', you'll rot with the best of them, like all of us, who cares? No. It's because when you open your mouth - people listen. That's Personal Power. Do you know of such a such thing? Yes, you dooooo. Doesn't come from some ****ty position in the hierarchy of the  mortal world. Comes from that thingy called? yeah, the only guide in the Universe. A fully realised 'who'.

I know bunch of people who are not listening at all to this, as you call, someone fully realised 'who'.

And becourse i'm not trying to be difficult here.....My neighbor 'Henk' is pretty special to. Yesterday he managed to ring at my door bell wich woke me up.

My Oh my i love people who are able to speak utterly for them selfs.

So i be nice today. I think this drunken man, just blahblahblah-ing at my face really means to say:" ...it's becourse when you open your mouth - I listen."

Thank you.

Sparrows universal rant

That's the purpose of it Gwen. Focus, focus, focus... plus a few antibiotics or aspirin or bunga bunga leaves.

Love ya, Jed.

You call THAT  a rant??? 

You can do muuuuch better than that. C'mon, give it all you've got;)

I rant about boring days, slow days, lives without any chance of glory ( hows that , the directors of "300"), being remembered, going down in history, losing the chance of greatness for all the others in your life, of making your parents proud, abot the interests  of mine and of all of us, so silly and once so serious.

I rant about the change in climate, however it came to be,  the eduction syste, the health system, my health, health in general, psychology, the collected fairy tales of Freud and Jung, the misoginy of women in women, sexisms and racisms in my own programming, i rant about my own programming, the gradual loss of consolation in fear, thinking feeling and wishing. I rant about the loss of hope in manking, the loss of any knowledge about the current state of affairs of mankind, the growing ebola panic.

I rant about ALL ideas, ye, ALL.

I rant about growing up and getting your head filled with excrement of any and every kind.

Relationships, lives, love, autumn, no possibility of ever believing in past lives or reincarnation, the lack of movies and music and art, the stomach level nausea at children on tv that regurgitate words and actions, loss of habits and constancy, loss of belief in parents, loss of humanhood. I rant about the lack of loss. It should all be impossible to  lose but it isnt.

Also, ineterst in news TV, my own life, everyones life, anyones life. Words, thoughts and feelings, just words words words. Brothers Grimm and Coen. Diets. Health. Mental health. Loss of interest in boredom. Loss of interest in fear.

Oh dont worry, I get personal in person. Ugly as ugly gets without the axes and blood.

Would this mantra be helpful for people with panic-inducing shyness? I'm talking about the people with really serious SAD disorder who can't think straight or even speak in more than one word answers when in a social situation.  I speak from experience of course but I've luckily been able to wittle it down to a mild to moderate shyness over the years.

I copied this over here, seemed the best place to put it:

"You are love and are spending a tremendous amount of energy covering that over and pretending otherwise in order to experience separation and a pseudo-act of union. But, ya gotta love those pseudo-acts. They sure can be fun."

I copied that from one of your postings, the one I didn't want to read ( take note: this is a diversion as well, but it's my day off so I can have some fun)
I took exception to the "You are love"  and I agree I'm spending a tremendous amount of energy covering that in order to experience separation.
I like separation, it makes me feel safe, special, I'm used to it; so why change it ?

Then the 'love'. Well you see ....  no, no I'm not going there and at this particular moment I'm not using a tremendous amount of energy to cover it up.
I have a dog and she's teaching me the kind of acceptance I'm reaching at, I'm quite awed by her, no irony here, she's like, like truth.
 
But this  'love' - thingy makes me cringe, puke and then angry - like this:  'don't you dare tell me you love me!"-  (Boy oh boy isn't she in another universe then all of you  I guess not, but what do I know, it's just a story so don't take notice)
No problem to be loved by a dog, it's just an animal you see ( sorry dear)
I thoroughly love to be unloved, it's (love) such a tremendous amount of crap; I mean the way it's being talked about as if it's heaven, and no one or a very few know what they're talking about. Love is overrated, treason, abandonment, a burden, a way to blackmail, a prison, a lie mostly and ultimately, - a kind of weakness.   
yes, yes I don't know anything about it, nothing I've said has any sense.

 I just wanted to have a look at it, give free rein to whatever silliness there is  ( apologise, apologise and do some more  ... LOL).