silent thunder

I may have to reconsider my superpower.... Tai Qi Snow Leopard living in the Fjords of Norway...

and yet... underlying all of this fluid process of living... there seems a unifying principle aspect of all realities however they are experienced: awareness the very fabric of which are woven the body, the mind, the senses, feelings, thinkings, talking, sharing, writing and reading words, labeling, evaluating, comprehending, misunderstanding... underneath all of living... awareness

yes. yes there is. life is one soup of messy life, consuming other life, to sustain life. Sensory input arises. This is primal. Mind adds a label on the sensation "that feels like cool water sliding under the surface of my skin" this is no longer the sensation, but a secondary layer, removed from the primal. Then, often with me, comes the mind storyteller/builder who accomodates judgement about feelings that arise about the label. "i enjoy this sensation. i am distracted by this sensation. this sensation is a sign of progress." etc this is another layer removed from primal. Trying to transmit a semblance of the experience to another mind requires words. So words that are mental notions, abstractions are used as models to aproximate and transfer some semblance of what is an internal, individual experience, to the mind of another. This is so many layers removed from the primal, is it any wonder that agreement on this level is hard to accomplish? We each experience, transduce and interpret the sensory input we know as reality. To try and define what another has experienced by logical deduction of their words... to me is akin to trying to swim in a picture of a river. I may be applauded for my effort and diligence, but I will never get wet.

As soon as you see something, you already start to intellectualize it. As soon as you intellectualize something, it is no longer what you saw. ~Shunryu Suzuki

If you have attained something, this is the surest proof that you have gone astray. Therefore, not to have is to have, silence is thunder, ignorance is enlightenment. D.T. Suzuki !!!!!!!! heard and read so many times... suddenly crystallized

Gotcha. No need to legwork a search for me, but thanks for the offer to go searching. It was a search for what is no doubt a trash fire conversation. Gratefully, the fire has burnt itself out for me. I was just curious as to where those bits (the pit) were, it was my first noticing of that bit of recent changes. I've always appreciated that aspect of this site, your decision in not deleting contributions, but being practical in partitioning certain flavors and energies out of public searchability.

Was looking for some old posts in controversial threads that I figured ended up in The Pit/HunDun. So I'm curious, was The Pit deleted, or merged with Rabbit Hole?

https://www.thedaobums.com/search/?&q="orgasm at a distance"&sortby=newest

here's a quote excerpted from a thread when voidisyinyang had returned after another ban, under yet another name... innersoundsomethingsomething...

at this point i am a student of life all of life has revealed as a teacher at this point and from you, i've learned... neti neti i'mma have to hit you with a 'nah dawg' i wish you no ill, no harm, only healing and a hope you've ceased in your previous entertainment and training

spherical listening In action, it seems to be an intentional reaching out, or unfolding into 360 degree sensory awareness extension. Most often it arises spontaneously, unsought, unconsidered. It processes in local awareness as a reaching out, or becoming aware of, whole being awareness. This process never arose through a human teacher, or any lineage, but was experienced 'of itself' in the midst of years of no gear, no chalk, free-hand rock climbing and tree climbing. For decades this was my go-to favorite work out/play routine. Far more engaging than any gym. More appropriate to be working lifting my own body weight and engaging the entire awareness due to being on the edge of life and death, or grievous potential bodily harm for extended periods of time if one's awareness strays, seems to have been an integral part in its manifestation. For instance, while climbing down a vertical face of rock... (exponentially harder than climbing up, is climbing down as any experienced climber will attest). Listening with the whole entity, or specifically reaching out and listening for the next foothold with the 'ears of the feet'... seems to have cultivated the process.

I'mma have to hit you with a 'nah dawg'.

Conscious life has revealed itself to being akin to a waking shared dream for me. I've been a lifelong lucid dreamer, from my earliest memories of life. In fact one of my earliest memories is of a dream. I regularly experience weaving in and out of the dream state while remaining conscious in recent years. This occurs most often in the mornings, after waking rested but remaining in bed for dream work. It also occurs in sitting meditations regularly, where awareness is empty, but present and suddenly while processing the sounds of the neighborhood, a dream will suddenly arise, whole scenario, full blown while fully awake. On a couple of occasions, dreams have played out with eyes open, as full hypnagogic projective hallucinatory experiences. We do seem, the more I follow the rabbit hole of meditation and inner self exploration, to be hallucinating our experience of reality. Our senses are triggered, we label them in mind, we then identify with them, or reject them and all of this, occurs within our own localized awareness, subjective, isolated. Some years back, a few of us Bums engaged in a shared dreaming process. There was some identifiable success in one of the sessions. Tibetans talk routinely of the dream like nature of waking consciousness and I'm coming to embrace it as a fact of my own experience. Fascinating stuff.

yes. we are aware it is your thread. that is the point in bringing attention to it. you, a predatory perv, calling out another predatory perv and the irony thereof...

Pali is where it's at. I recently encountered Ken Wheeler, who translates Pali and his take on Anatta and Citta were eye opening for me in the extreme.

One that seems on the verge of a superpower and is slowly enveloping me these last few years: 'no longer taking the universe personally'

perv = predatory I recall for the first few years I was a member here, reading @voidisyinyang's repeated bragging accounts of hanging out in coffee shops and public spaces, sitting in full lotus, flexing his vagus nerve and forcedly triggering nearby women teen girls to experience orgasms from a distance. It was as nauseating as it was disconcerting. Usually, I'm not inclined to give this shit any more energy, but felt the irony of him calling out the predatory nature in another as if he were not also the embodiment of this very thing required comment. Perhaps it's time to bring some of those many old quotes out of the past...

Him: Do you suffer from insanity? Me: No. I rather enjoy it.

"pay no attention to the man behind the screen...!"

that. is. cold. blooded!

He did let me off the hook later when he said my power is not without its uses... Consider a mugger attacking an old lady... Suddenly instead of grabbing her purse... bathroom time! Then later down the road... after cultivating and honing my ability... being able to trigger multiple targets at a distance. Goodbye actionable usefulness of IS or Taliban! Or Hong Kong Riot Police! And that one neighbor? The one who disrespects my wife, our gardeners and treats his dog poorly? He's going to spend most of his life doing laundry and buying more pants... while feeling love ()

All I've been able to come up with is to stop feeding them attention at all. Utter ingoring, without using the function. The person in question with their walls of text are not on my ignore function, but after years of consistent wall of text responses of seemingly rant-oriented, free association, stream of consciousness, channeling-esque, verbal overspill... when I see the name in a thread, i now scroll past the response. Which is utter shit as an option, as they often just keep right on bulldozing n disregarding, but it's all I've ended up with, because to feed them any kind of attention, only seems to add grist to their mill and keep them grinding away with increased fervor at whatever agenda they have concocted in their mindspace. My attention directed to them specifically, never seems to impact and long ago i realized the futility of trying to alter the exterior world, but through the means of my internal approach to it. So, i scroll on by. The ignore function is laughable at worst, at best, semi-useful, due mainly to the quote feature. A true ignore function wouldn't even acknowledge that a post had been made by said person placed on 'ignore'. I find the only functional tool I have, is to realize they may be posting here, but they're not posting 'for me', so I scroll past their 'offerings' as their offerings are clearly for something else. But to allow their actions to shut down connection and discourse is far worse for me... so I wade into the muck and wash off afterwards, regardless of the annoyance. I'm not shut down by the gnats when I walk through the woods, it's little different here. The posts are like gnats... walk by the swarm and keep moving.

Daoism is a word. Pracitcal is a word. Philosophy is a word. Words point to meanings, but are not meanings of themselves. While a finger can point to the stars, the finger is itself, star stuff... so whether one looks at the stars, or the finger, it's all star stuff. Without the supernovas creating all the heavy elements of life, not a single human would arise to consider the notions of 'practicality' at all... Pointing to one thing, encompasses all others by proxy. You, sitting (assumedly) and reading these words, are star stuff, rearranged. The screen you read it upon is rearranged star stuff. Everything we observe and are made of... is rearranged star stuff... Even the space between separate seeming things, is not empty, or separate, but a lighter density of rearranged star stuff. all of observed phenomenon, and the noumenon that reflects it... made of one process, of star stuff coalescing, condenscing and eventually fizzling out, or exploding... all of it... one thing... star stuff. now that, seems practical.

Seems like a click-bait subject. How would one be able to project onto Monastic Buddhists as a whole, from asking a handful of them about their feelings on death? Of the monks queried, are they actually in touch with their true feelings on the matter? Did all of them answer accurately and truthfully? We never know what another feels or thinks... we only know what we interpret about them, through what we observe and what they say... Tend your own house. Turn within. Source is not far away. In the end... 'are you afraid?' seems a more practical question, but that's just me, in this moment.... (or is is?)