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Pulling the rope

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2 people are pulling a rope from both ends, Let’s call them Eric and George. In the middle of the rope there is a tension. Totally terrified that the rope might rupture, you run to them and ask how did they find themselves in this situation.
Both of them are saying: “He is responible for the tension in the rope – if HE wouldn’t stop pulling, the rope will forever stay tensed.”
“But, you also feel the tension in your hands, that’s because you are also pulling!” you say.
“Yes,” they are both saying, “but HE is responsible, He started, HE is the problem”.

Seeing it all from above, you KNOW that it is enough that one of them will stop pulling to stop the tension. Truth is, that the first one to do it will be the one to stay on his feet, while the other will probably fall on his ass, shocked by the peaceful decision of the other side not 2b a part of this fight.

Ofcourse, I’m not talking about a specific fight or argument, but about ALL the arguments, fights, small angers and big hates that have ever took place between every 2 people since the begining of mankind. I’m talking about the 1000 different times a day your mind accuse someone or something, even for 1 milisecond, in your momentary disatisfaction of the present moment. It is ALWAYS about u and someone else, or u and something else, pulling the same rope. Both of u are so sure that “I” am right and “HE” is wrong and refuse to leave this rope already.

But what is preventing you from observing it all from above, just like you saw the fight between Eric and George from above? What is preventing you from letting go from all of these ends of ropes? Letting go from all of your angers, worries, fears and arguments with your mother and father, friends and lovers?

CAN YOU TELL WHAT IT IS?
WHAT IS IT?
WHAT IS IT?

This can be pointed at. Seriously. Find it – and you shall be free.

Peace,

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Science of the stomach tension

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Hey people,

I would like to raise a discussion about stomach aches or basically stomach tensions.

It’s this uncomfortable feeling that comes up our stomach when we are angry or insecure, or maybe when we know something isn’t right.

I used to have them since I was a little child, right after I had a fight with one of my friends or when my parents got mad at me. Later on, this kind of a feeling that lasted for two month was the reason I understood that I have to break up with my girlfriend, after almost 7 years together.

When I’m lucky enough to be alone for a long time, this feeling can tell me which book to choose at the bookstore or which way to choose when I’m getting to a road junction. It seems that this feeling is a kind of an inner keeper, trying to make sure that we will stay unharmed.

What are your experiences with this feeling?

Please share them.

Morning, sunshine

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I tried. I really tried seeing the bad through all these years. Not that I did it on purpose, it’s just that this is what I was taught to do. You know what I’m talking about right? Because this is what you too were taught. It wasn’t such a difficult task, to be honest. “Here it is!” I pointed at another big red title in the newspaper that screamed: “CORRUPTION IN GOVERNMENT OFFICES!”. It was also very easy to see the bad in the behavior of people surrounding me, in the bad service I got from the telephone company, and also in the emerging Iranian nuclear bomb, the orthodox, the Arabs, the Jewish settlers and basically in everyone or everything that was external to me. And I didn’t even know why am I looking for it. It was just there. Easy job.

But one moment, probably between one angry thought and another, the sun brought my attention to the fact that it is shining.

“Hey man”, it said, “Your troubles are not my concern, or anyone else’s”.                                         “Oh yeah? So if you don’t care what my troubles are, why do you even take the time to say anything about it, huh?”                                                                                                                                         “You are disturbing me, please”                                                                                                                   “But you started talking to me!”

“I did it so that you shut up already! Or, to be more précise, I did it so you’d finally wake up from that long, very long sleepwalking of yours. Don’t you finally wanna know what’s REALLY happening around you? What reality really looks like, without your continuous jurisdiction over it? Don’t you think that it is time to see the objective, the pure, the stable truth that never changes?

“I do, it is time” I answered.

“Well, using your arrogant, “logical” way of thinking, I’d say that it is NOT logical that anything is bad. Just look around you. Your body is made out of BILLIONS of cells, each and every one of them has its own role and consciousness. Not even one of them is redundant. Together, they all form a machine that is so smart, that you can never, never fully understand it with your not so utilized brain, to say the least. You look around you and see animals, you give them names, and embarrassingly believe that you understand their nature. The light that is coming out of me, a HUGE fire ball hanging in the sky, hits earth, supplies heat that enables you, as well as plants, to live. This light enables those plants to create the oxygen that you breathe, that will later on become clouds, that will later become the water that you drink. And this is all very nice, but this amazing planet that you live in, is just one out of billions in your galaxy. It is one out of billions of galaxies in this universe, which is probably not even the only universe out there, as most of your physicians already believe. And in between all those stars and galaxies HUGE forces are acting, making this ENDLESS machine work in complete harmony. But then you come, you grain of sand, and start judging what’s right and wrong, good and bad, as if you are not a part of this holy universe, as if its rules don’t apply to you. As if you have the ability to understand things that are enormously bigger and smarter than you are”.

“So what are you saying?” I asked.

“I am saying that it is time to stop judging the universe. That as long as you believe that some things are bad, you will keep seeing those bad things throughout your life. The problem is not the “wrong” behavior of anyone around you, whether its not the Arabs, the orthodox, the government, the settlers nor the Iranian nuclear bomb. The only problem arises inside your head, which deems all those things as “good” or “bad”.

All you have to do is to lower your head and smile. No one ever signed a contract with you, saying that everything that you go through in your life will be pleasant. But no one besides you ever defined something that is not pleasant as “not good”. It’s you who came up with this twisted logic.

SMILE, DANCE, LAUGH AND PLAY UNTIL YOU DIE. BECAUSE IT IS JUST NOT LOGICAL THAT ANYTHING AT ALL CAN BE “BAD”.