Nothing,
Even
though I have done everything, I have somehow achieved I can now enjoy doing
nothing so much. I occasionally sing a song, play something on my ukulele or
come up with a different text to an existing tune. I also like to walk along
the stream or do yoga, tai chi or some other exercises to relax and strengthen
my muscles and keep my body healthy, but I usually don't do anything at all.
Even though I'm writing this, I'm not doing anything for it, as it just happens.
I might as well have sat here, on my comfortable chair, completely still, which
I often do.
I
just read a ridiculous article in the New York Times. It was written by an
idiot, whose name I don't want to mention, because he's a moron, who has
nothing of substance to say. In the piece about the situation in the Middle
East, he compared the various parties in the conflict to insects. Wow, what a great
find that is. Now we all understand what is going on. Not so. What strikes me
about this stupid story is the arrogant explanation or interpretation of what is,
presumably, really happening, according to this foolish jerk. If we were to
believe him, it works precisely, as he writes. In other words, it is not just
the way it is – barbaric religious fanatics have slaughtered a bunch of
innocent people – but, there is another,
a deeper, hidden meaning, that we can only come to know, by meekly joining with
his tedious language. That's how it works in the Israel-Jew-hating, left-wing media,
specifically, in the NJT.
Talking
doesn't disturb my silence. I looked on You Tube at a video, I recently posted
and read some statements by Krishnamurti. This anti-guru guru, talked about
emptying our consciousness. He stated that thinking, mind and memory are all in
the past, which we carry with us. I don't believe in thinking. According to me,
there is no mind, because there is no language in us. It only seems that way,
because we talk about it in that way. That is why we pretend, there are words
and sentences inside our heads, but, of course, that cannot be the case. There
was never any language inside of any of us. This was merely a disastrous illusion
created and maintained by our Disembodied Language (DL), our usual mode of
speech, which sets the stage for how we deal with our language, and, in turn,
all our other behavior.
It
is remarkable, that even someone as enlightened as Jiddu Krishnamurti – who had
long conversations with the famous physicist David Bohm – was never able to
recognize the obvious, incontrovertible, still completely ignored, unaddressed
fact that, there is absolutely no language inside the human body.
Embodied
Language (EL) is like waking up from a bad dream. All those so-called
enlightened ones, masters or spiritual leaders - including Gurdjieff, Osho, the
Dalai Lama, Deepak Chopra, Sadguru, Ramana Maharshi, Eckhart Tolle,
Nisargadatta Maharaj, you name them – believe, we have a mind and, therefore,
they assume there is language in us and we could, covertly, have an inner
conversation with ourselves. Everyone falls for that nonsense and repeats that monumental
impossibility, because we have continued to forcefully talk about things in
that manner, since time immemorial, with our DL.
The
fact which keeps astonishing me, because of my EL, is that words have never
existed inside, but only outside of me.
However, this crucially important fact, doesn't
get any attention anywhere else than here on this blog, because I can write
about it. Also, on my You Tube videos, I can and dare to speak about mankind’s
biggest blunder, with crystal clarity. We are dealing here with the innocent,
spontaneous, natural child, who sees what he sees – in my case, hears, what he
hears – who blurts out: the emperor has no clothes on. All things considered,
this should mean, that I should be recognized and revered by others as a
genius, since no one – absolutely no one – ever talks about this. Only someone
like me, who is not concerned with anything, a nobody, who is doing nothing other
than having EL, listening while he is speaking, and writing about how that works.
Anyone
who reads this, can and must understand - once and for all - there are only bones, veins, nerves and
organs inside of our body and in our heads, there are, of course, only brains and
neurotransmitters. I am 100% right, there have never been any thoughts,
theories, ideas, concepts, associations or memories inside of us. Yes, there
was never any language inside of us. You need to say, to hear it and to believe it. I repeat this, because it needs to be
repeated, before it dawns on you, how far-reaching this conclusion – which we
have yet to talk about – is. People say, I'm making a big fuss about nothing.
And that's true, ha, ha.
My
silence is very different from that so-called silence, which people only
imagine, because they believe – religiously and unconsciously– they can
experience peace, if they let go of their non-existent thoughts or their fantasized
minds. All of this total nonsense continues by the concept of meditation or mindfulness. The
fact remains, that everyone continued with DL and never understood, that only our
EL is based on the reality, that our language - like these words - is always audible,
visible and readable, because it is said and written. Again, there is no inner
language and, therefore, there is no psyche, ego or inner self.
Since
we continue to distort our effortless voice during our effortful DL, the
auditory illusion is created and maintained, that we would be kind,
intelligent, empathetic, open, strong, confident, fearless and positive, but this
is just an act. We have never had EL to our heart's content with each other,
because we have never been able to say, what we really wanted and could say.
This is how our illusion of fake-inner language is maintained. To this day, we
have mandatorily, involuntarily, unconsciously continued with our violent practice
of DL.
I can
have ongoing EL and, consequently, I have no thoughts and I have no business
with any so-called mind, because it simply does not exist. All I do is talk,
listen, write and read, but even if I do that, it is only at the moment, that I
say something, that I hear something, that I write something or that I read
something. So, I never think anything at all. Let that rotten corps of the old philosopher
Rene Descartes – who once so firmly and authoritatively stated, I-think-therefore-am – roll in his
grave. However, like him, I have also been conditioned, by the same dumb illusion,
that there is language inside of me, although I have known for a long time, this
is not true and cannot even be true.
The
persistent belief, that we can have any language within us, amounts to the same
utter nonsense, that people all over the world have been forced to accept as
their so-called religion or their sacred experience of spirituality. The notion,
that there can be such a thing as a god or a higher power, is, of course, no
more true, than that we can have an inner behavior initiating, behavior regulating
self or an inaudible conversation, private speech or covert self-talk.
From
what I have described in great detail, so far, it appears that our belief in
inner language is a big lie, which inevitably results in all kinds of other
lies, such as wizards, ghosts, spirits, angels, elves, aliens, but also, of
course, astrologers, clairvoyants, priests, preachers, therapists, snake-oil-salespeople,
drug-dealers, politicians and other deceitful people.
Since
I know all of this, I say, it is very important, we should no longer concern
ourselves with all these untruths, which, due to our unconscious, coerced, use
of language, were propagated, as if they were true. There are many negative
consequences of our superstition, which, however, in reality is nothing more,
than our common everyday way of speaking.
For
me, this writing this is a form of doing nothing. I remember, that in the
practice of Zazen, which is an anti-language, Japanese version of meditation,
the point is to do, by doing nothing, so - without any understanding of the
difference between DL and EL – to be able to sit in meditation, but without
doing anything else, with your so-called monkey-mind. It is, perhaps, now clear
to the reader, this is a form of trying to lift yourself up by your shoelaces.
It does not work. In Zazen, the only thing you can do – in terms of language –
is capitulate. Surely, this Zen nonsense or any other form of meditation or
prayer has nothing to do with the real transformation, which will only take
place, after we have stopped our DL and continue to speak and write with our EL.
This writing, as well as the
speaking with myself, which
you can hear on my You
Tube videos, is something
I feel very happy about.
Bringing my attention to
my language is something
delightful, which continues
to fascinate me. I have called it
my Language Enlightenment (LE),
because with my EL – which can
be read and heard by others -
I find myself in an awakened
state of being. I am in no way
tied to anything I have said
or written and I can stop
speaking or writing, at any
time, if I wish.
You
can already experience, by reading this text or by watching and listening to my
videos, that I am actually talking about something so completely different,
than what people usually talk about. If you were to talk to me, this would
become even more apparent, but I hear nothing from you, and no one responds to
my blog. This illustrates exactly the situation you are in, with regard to your
EL. You are punitively conditioned, imprisoned
by, preoccupied with and mechanically, obsessed with your own DL and with the DL of others.
Only
someone like me – who, very objectively, after many experiments, has acquired true
knowledge with his own EL – will want to talk with me, because for others I am
simply not relevant. I have struggled with this issue for a long time, but
today it appears, I have resigned myself, to no longer make any effort to reach
others. I am feeling very proud about this, because it was such a problem,
which, finally, I no longer have. Everything is fine the way it is and, as far
as I'm concerned, nothing needs to change.
I'm
about to go to sleep soon. I already feel sleep coming over me, but I still
want to fill this page with some more meaningless words, which arise from my
silence. I have nothing to say, that is why, as soon as I close my eyes, I
immediately fall asleep. My sleep is so good in recent times, because all my
days are calm and steady. It is a wonderful time of doing nothing. The days
follow without any sense of time. Yes, I have gotten a bit older, and I will die
one day, but for now, I enjoy what I have achieved, while I continue to poke
fun at the sad madness, everyone with DL has continued to believe in.