Dank je wel. Hier is wederom een prachtig schrijven van mijn dappere vriendin AnnaMieke, die op geheel eigen, precieze, vloeiende manier gestalte geeft aan haar Belichaamde Taal (BT) en haar Taal Verlichting (TV). Uiteraard bestaat BT en TV en is het waar, dat iedereen, die niet met haar of mij wil praten er nog nooit aan toe is gekomen. Hier is de link naar haar blog: Natuurlijk Ontvouwen. (klompanna2.blogspot.com)

Laat komen zoals het komt.

Door het ondervinden en niet te zoeken naar wat er niet meer is,maar te blijven ontvouwen in het kristallen licht,zet de weelde van mijn ontvouwen in een ander licht.Dat door sijpelt in alle hoeken en gaten,en er een ruimte kan onstaan in wat ik werkelijk kan vertellen. De schijn van kans om te weten dat in een volgende lijn van mijn schrijven, verder zal gaan in het omschrijven van mijn eigen taal.Mijn eigen taal die laat weten om het geduld wat ik pleeg te hebben, kan worden gezien vanuit de rijpheid in mijn delen en ik er niets aan hoef te doen dan alleen te schrijven in dit moment.De bijzonderheid in mijn vertellen is ook bereid om te kunnen buigen in wat er komt en nergens meer een vinger op kan leggen,maar laat komen wat er komt.
Laat komen wat er komt is in feite een overgave van mijn schrijven,in ieder woord wat naar boven plopt en ik achteraf het hardop aan mijzelf kan voorlezen. In de schoonheid van mijn delen, bijna een kruistocht lijkt om te weten wat er in mijn handeling van schrijven, over de rand van ontstaan, de verbaasden blikken die mij aan kunnen kijken, in het niet verstaan, van het ontdekken dat eigen taal bestaat.Als een rits van beleven de toekomst er nog niet is,maar in dit moment van delen, als een soort belijdenis, die geen geloof of overtuiging kan zetten in een spiritueel vermogen,wat alleen kan gelden in het moment van mijn schrijven.Waar  mijn focus om te luisteren laat komen in wat er komt.
Het is de golf van leven,waar de schittering in mijn taal, ik dit kan doorgeven en mijn taal de reden blijft van al mijn schrijven.

Laat komen wat er komt zet mijn aandacht in het midden, door mijn gesprek met mijzelf en helt soms over naar een nieuw moment, waar ik met genoegen in verblijf,waar eindelijk de wind weer is gaan liggen,waar even de zon weer schijnt,waar de plassen van de vele regen, opgedroogd blijken te zijn, mijn gezicht in de zon ook zet, om te voelen hoe het levend bewijs, mij verrijkt in de ontvangen stilte,in de eeuwigheid van te kunnen zijn, wat ik laat komen terwijl ik schrijf. 

 

Blaming,

 

With Disembodied Language (DL), we keep blaming others for what we do ourselves. If we would have some Embodied Language (EL), it would become clear, one person with DL, blames the other person with DL, but neither one of them has EL. Although I hate left-wing politics, because lying dictator Biden and his diversity-equity-inclusion-cancel-regime are obviously against the freedom of speech and refusing to have any honest debate, I am well aware, that superstitious, outdated, predictable right-wing politicians, cling to their power with equal tenacity and vengeance. Presumably, it would be ideal, if we could – knowingly – have a genuine confrontation between left-wing and right-wing DL, so we could finally all agree, DL really isn’t getting us anywhere, then we would reach across the aisle and we would live forever happily after. However, if we knew we had DL, it would stop, and we would have EL instead. Then, we wouldn’t be politically divided anymore, so, there wouldn’t be any need for useless debate.

 

The danger for anyone, who begins to discover and explore the great difference between his or her DL and EL, is that he or she might blame him or herself for having DL, as he or she would realize, that there is something terribly wrong with his or her own DL. This is very likely, because everyone engages in DL and anyone, who dares to recognize the difference between DL and EL, can’t help feeling helpless and alone, while at the same time noticing, he or she, him or herself is constantly, unknowingly, engaging in this despicable act. This is the inevitable effect of our long conditioning history with DL, which isn’t all of a sudden, miraculously, going to come to an end.

 

With regard to our dealing with language, there is, of course, in and of itself, nothing wrong with the pot blaming that the kettle is black, as that is exactly what we all do, unconsciously, everywhere, every day. Surely, this nowadays perhaps considered racist saying takes on a whole new meaning, when a white person is blaming a black person for playing the race-card. It is because we don’t know anything at all about the huge difference between DL and EL, that we keep endlessly blaming and attacking each other, because in doing so, both left-and-right-wing people are frantically virtue-signaling, to get the attention and the votes of the members of their group. Stated differently, DL is a group-language, that obfuscates EL, which is an individual language or personal language. I would never call our DL groupthink, because with EL I have found thinking doesn’t exist. Furthermore, as long as we don’t admit and fully acknowledge, that saying, of course, equals doing, that is, as long as we keep pretending – by referring to this unintelligent fantasyland, we call thinking – that there is a difference between saying and doing, we will see the vicious escalation play out, between the DL of one group versus the DL of another group. This is the history of mankind.

 

People keep blaming the system of government for what is wrong in society, but each culture can only be what it is, as we support it with our individual behavior. Although in Western societies individuals have attained certain rights, it would be ludicrous and contradictory for me – or for anyone, who knows about EL – to insist on having the right, to be spoken to with EL. Imagine for a moment, what that would sound or be like. Excuse me, but I can sense, you are trying to distract, intimidate and overwhelm me with your disgusting, nasty, forceful, humiliating DL and I demand, you stop it, right now and start respecting and reciprocating my preference for EL…

 

My message for Biden is, to shave his head bolt – as an act of repentance – and to stop hanging on to his greasy, old-fashioned, angry hair. If I could, I would coach him, to walk gracefully and start acting his age, instead of showing off, he can still youthfully jog. Biden is a perfect example of someone, who would like others to believe – he is so sickly eager for approval, that he is blaming all the negative polls and playing the victim-card – he is having EL, but everyone knows, he is a frustrated, demanding, complaining, big baby, whose presence darkens the room and even scares the dogs. Seems to me, the more he tries to act friendly, the creepier he gets and the more he recognizes, others see through his act, the more fanatical and tyrannical he becomes.

 

Biden reminds me – because he looks and sounds just like him – of some old man, I once took care of as a caretaker, while I was still studying for my undergraduate in psychology. One day, in the waiting-room, at the doctor’s office, to my big surprise, this frail, thin man, deliberately, laughingly and victoriously, drove his wheelchair over the feet of some poor old lady, who, he felt, was in his way. Later, I heard from his embarrassed son, his father had been an abusive man his whole life. Now that he was demented, the demon was on full display.

 

One day, I had cooked his diner, he threw his plate with food on the floor and demanded, he should eat out and he would drive, but he no longer had a car in his garage. He yelled, screamed and cursed at me, as I tried to get him to come back again to the living room, but in the hall, he unexpectedly swung at me, which, in a reflex, I narrowly escaped. He could have injured me. His fist, however, had landed on the wall, right next to my face and quickly turned blue. When I told his son about it, he wept and divulged the trauma his father had inflicted on him and his siblings. He informed me, his father has three hats and when he wears this one particular hat, he is up to no good. He took that hat with him, leaving me fearful for another one of his temper-tantrums, but soon afterwards, we evacuated his father, because there was a fire nearby. He was brought to a shelter, where he was flirting with the nurses, happy as a clam and eating like he had never done before.

 

DL is about hierarchy and only those speakers get the attention from the listener, who must know his or her place, because the speaker is of higher social ranking. DL speakers always demand the listener’s attention, because, presumably, they are important, needy, famous, notorious or dangerous. Surely, DL speakers, are manipulating, dominating, distracting, threatening and, of course, blaming the listener into obedience.

Supposedly, there is always something wrong about listening. According to the DL speaker, the listener is never listening as he or she would like to be listened to, which makes sense, because he or she doesn’t really know how he or she would like to be listened to, because he or she is not listening to him or herself. So, while he or she is blaming others for not listening, he or she is not hearing, how he or she sounds, while he or she speaks. If, however, he or she would hear how he or she sounds, then he or she wouldn’t like what he or she hears. Rather than not producing the sound, which he or she himself or herself hates, he or she disconnects from himself or herself and communicates in a dissociated manner.

 

Anyone who – like me – knows about the difference between DL and EL, who goes on with EL, because he or she finds DL a waste of time and energy, will still blame those with DL for their dumb, insensitive, brutal, destructive, phony behavior, but the blaming which emerges from our EL, is not about shaming, but about having fun. For a long time, I felt I was being blamed, because I pursued my EL, but since I have started to assert my Language Enlightenment (LE), with my EL, I have started to enjoy putting DL in its place. I used to feel rejected, but now I reject everyone who rejects me. Actually, I am very good at rejecting people and I don’t blame them for not wanting to talk with me, because I don’t want to talk with them either. I only like to talk with anyone who has EL and I am blaming everyone with DL, for creating the miserable reality they live in. I don’t live in the reality, which you keep creating with your DL.

 

Stop blaming me – or others – for letting you know something you keep turning your back on. I don’t turn my back on myself, and you can’t blame me for that, but you definitely should blame yourself for turning your back on yourself. Indeed, you only have yourself to blame, because it is your behavior, your way of dealing with your language, that makes you do what you do. You would give yourself very different instructions with EL and your other behavior would begin to change by itself for the better, if you would simply stop your DL. It is up to you, to start something new in the new year.

 Osho,

 

I have written about my Language Enlightenment (LE) many times, but today, I want to say something about it, which I wasn’t able to say before. I was, for many years, a devoted disciple of Osho, formerly known as Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh. I am no longer a follower of his teachings, but my life has forever changed, because of my participation in the many therapy groups and meditations.

 

If you would ask me, on a scale from one to ten, how enlightened are you? I would say, without any hesitation and laughter: ten. With a tongue-in-cheek sense of gratefulness and respect, I would add, my enlightenment is different from Osho or anyone, I have heard or read. To me, language is the key. I don’t teach and according to me, there is no mind. I am only a master of myself, not of anyone else.

 

I don’t create any following and everything I talk and write about is something, you either are willing to do and verify or you will simply just not do it. You will either manage to hear, recognize and stop your own idiotic, problematic, unconscious Disembodied Language (DL) and become capable of exploring, enjoying and expressing your beautiful Embodied Language (EL) or you will never find out about your LE. I will continue to express my LE with my EL.

 

For many years, I tried to figure out, what I wanted to do with my EL and my LE, but I am no longer busy with that. It feels so good, to say and write this, as it has been a big deal for me. It turns out, that writing this blog, producing videos of my songs and views, on my You Tube channel and conversing with anyone, who is capable of having EL with me, is all I really want. Although I would love for more people to know about EL and LE, I know this isn’t going to come about by any effort from me, but from you.

 

I have always been a guru-basher, because none of the many people, I have met, heard or read about, have acknowledged the importance of DL, EL and LE. I have never met Osho in person, so I couldn’t really say, how he would have responded, but it is clear to me, none of his sannyasins have any interest in language. Also, any other spiritual people – who are into religion, prayer, empathy, transcending the mind, non-violent communication, being present, psychology, meditation, consciousness, Buddhism, Advaita Vedanta or philosophical truth – have shown respect for what I have found. Although this has frustrated me, it really shows how taboo EL actually is.

 

In the past, I have never talked about anyone else but myself, as I only wanted others to get what I am referring to. It seemed like such a distraction, to mention the names of Jiddu Krishnamurti, Ramana Maharshi, Nisargadatta Maharaj or Alexander Smit, but anyone who knows their work and compares it to my work, will immediately recognize, why I was so reluctant to mention any of these men. When I, after I had emigrated to the United States, studied psychology, I learned about many great scientists, who had made their contributions and mentioning their works, also proved to interfere with my work.

 

I studied the works of many different psychologists, neurologists and philosophers and always tried, if they were still alive, to get in touch with them, to tell them about the difference between DL and EL, but, basically, none of them responded. If I ever got any kind of reaction, it was short and dissatisfying to me, because the only thing, I was always after, was to have EL with people. I love my wife Bonnie, who knows who I am, but only one person, a woman, my dear Dutch friend AnnaMieke, is exploring, on her own, as well as together with me, where our EL can take us and this is so tremendously fulfilling.

 

I don’t consider myself, like Osho, a mystic. All these so-called important people, who somehow manage to get all the attention from others, are only able to do so, at an enormous cost. I know that I will never be well-known, as I go on with EL instead of DL. It has never been addressed – with EL – that anyone who is famous, became that way due to DL. Osho was telling people many stories and he entertained them with many jokes, but I don’t have any stories or jokes, but I guarantee we will laugh a lot, if you talk with me. The fact that I am not famous, is because I don’t struggle to get anyone’s attention. Certainly, my work is very important and due to my own conditioning history with DL, I believed, I needed to let the world know about it, but at this point – I recently became 65 – I just enjoy my LE with EL and whoever wants to talk with me, can come to me and have a direct experience of it.  

 

Osho did what he could do and I do, what I didn’t, at first, believe I could do. I became enlightened in my early twenties, but it was only recently, I fit my EL with my LE, that I was able to put words to my experience. I write and speak the words of my EL for myself and not for anyone else. Anyone, who will discover his or her EL, will do the same and that will be his or her LE. With EL, we become the master of our own language and, yes, we will be able to speak with each other, as enlightened human beings. I am reminded, that back in the days, I always wanted to talk about meditation, but everyone tried to shut me up, because I was disturbing them. However, EL is not meditative communication. Leave the stupid meditation bullshit out of it and let’s have some EL. By the way, this is my Christmas message for you.   

 

Real,

 

Dictators and regimes are always against humor because they can't stand it when people say what is really true. We laugh because someone says something that is usually not said, because it should not be said. If we are getting real, there is still something to laugh about, but laughter is not for the faint-hearted or for narrow-minded, fearful, whiny little souls.

 

Everyone knows, somewhere, that there never was, of course, such a thing as a soul, therefore, there is also absolutely nothing to laugh about for the attention-seeking, tiring, shouty, pushy, supposedly honest or liberated great souls. Only someone, a real human being, who knows and dares to stand his own ground - even though we are inundated with nonsense, which we are told to respect - can really laugh, as only he or she will never talk about anything, which prevents him or her from laughing.

 

Someone who knows the real deal about laughter, knows for sure that it is only about whether he or she can laugh, but not, whether others can laugh at him or her. Because he or she continues to pursue something funny, he or she can continue to laugh, even when there is nothing else for others to laugh about. What most of the annoying, angry, miserable, dull, depressed, confused, arrogant people - who can't laugh - will probably never learn is, that the less there is to laugh about, the greater the pleasure of laughter becomes, if one succeeds in rising above the deadly seriousness. Laughter becomes more attractive, the scarcer it is and he or she who still knows how to laugh naturally benefits from this.

 

It doesn't really matter to me, 

that others can't laugh about

my humor, because I laugh 

at myself and of course I 

laugh at the fact, I can do 

something that others cannot. 

You too could laugh at 

yourself and if you did,

 you would always have 

something to laugh about, 

but you only want to laugh 

at others and that means 

you are missing out 

on all the fun. 

For you, laughing at others

 is more important than

 laughing about yourself,

 because the other person 

can make you forget 

yourself, for a moment. 

You can continue to do

 that, but I maintain, that

 there is nothing as nice, 

funny and pleasant, as 

laughing about yourself. 

Also, laughing with and 

by yourself has nothing 

to do with forgetting 

yourself, because it reminds

 you, that there is actually 

nothing else to do but to 

have fun, even if your 

whole life is a meaningless, 

awful, incomprehensible

 trail of tears. 

You have been sad, 

disappointed, fanatical, 

furious, desperate, hopeless 

or vengeful so many times, 

but you have hardly ever 

taken yourself with a pinch 

of salt and laughed, even

 though that would actually

 be the most appropriate 

attitude. Now that I'm talking

 about your negative attitude,

 why do you keep expecting

 – and demanding – others to

 make you laugh, while you 

will fail to do so, in advance,

 because, presumably, you 

could never laugh at yourself?

What kind of nonsense is 

this, that you should be 

relieved from your duty 

to laugh, because of your

 ridiculous fight, your drama, 

your chaos, your failure 

and the result of your 

behavior and your rigid 

belief, in the lies about 

who you claim to be? You

 heard me. In your life, it 

is your job, whether you 

believe it or not, to laugh 

about yourself. You haven't

 laughed - at yourself - long

 enough, to fully realize, 

that it is no longer permissible,

 for you, to refuse to laugh 

about yourself. You are 

literally faced with an 

unavoidable dilemma: 

either you really laugh 

at yourself, or you’ll lose

 your ability to laugh 

forever. Quite likely, 

you have lost it already.  

 

You can't ignore the dreadful 

fact, others couldn't really 

manage to make you laugh.

 It's over for good, with 

so-called humor, boring 

entertainment and all that

stupid blabbering and 

ridiculous ranting, all that

 moaning and swearing. 

It was never of any use to

 you anyway. You fooled 

yourself into believing 

you appreciate laughter, 

because someone yanked 

some sort gurgling response

 from you, which wasn’t 

real laughter, but you, choking 

on your predictable stubbornness.

 Admit it, for you there is 

nothing to laugh about and

 you can't laugh, because 

you don't really want to. 

You've never acknowledged

this before, but I have and 

I have laughed about it all along. 

You've never really been 

able to laugh at yourself 

because you've been 

conditioned, to only enjoy

 or appreciate something, 

when it has nothing to do 

with you. And, don't tell me, 

with your nonsense, that you

 ever learned anything, from

 that so-called crazy humor, 

from those who would have

 made you laugh. They may

 have given you the 

impression, it was you, 

who decided it was funny

 or hilarious, but it was 

never you. You have always, 

slavishly, only done what 

you were told and what 

was expected from you. 

In other words, you have

 always laughed only on

 command, but I don’t 

expect you to laugh. 

Naturally, the stand-up 

comedian, the clown, the

 humorist, was no more 

able to laugh at himself 

than you, that is why he 

or she continued to only 

concern himself or herself 

with you or with others, 

because he or she too, 

in this way, could avoid 

himself or herself. Our fun

 is a gigantic conspiracy, 

which hides a traumatic, 

violent, obsessive, addictive,

repetitive horrendous reality.

By laughing at yourself, 

you pull off the wet blanket

of laughing at someone else

and you finally become 

sensitive and mature.

 

Few people know maturity 

implies sensitivity. It was 

always your insensitivity, 

to your language, which 

rendered you virtually

incapable of laughing 

at yourself. And, it was

always this unconsciousness,

which made you mistake 

this bluntness for humor. 

Supposedly, it was okay 

for you, to demand 

others to please you, 

with straightforwardness, 

because the truth was 

that you had already

given up on yourself. 

I've actually heard myself 

laughing at who I am and 

I'm convinced, I'm much 

more fun than anyone else, 

because I don't hold back. 

It's so nice, to be able to 

laugh at myself, even 

writing about it, as I do

 now, is something that 

gives me great pleasure. 

I am writing this with 

the prospect, that I will

 read it out loud and 

am already looking 

forward to that. I will

 read it to myself - without

any audience - and then 

I put it on my You Tube 

channel. Anyone who 

wants to hear it, might 

start laughing at themselves..

 

 Echt2,

 

Diktators en regimes zijn altijd tegen humor, omdat ze het niet kunnen uitstaan, als mensen zeggen wat echt waar is. We lachen omdat iemand iets zegt, dat doorgaans niet gezegd wordt, omdat het niet mag worden gezegd. Er valt echt nog wel iets te lachen, maar het is nou eenmaal niet weggelegd, voor alle bekrompen, bangerige, zeikerige klein-zieligen.

 

Iedereen weet ergens wel, dat er natuurlijk nooit  zoiets bestond als een ziel en er is ook dus echt niets te lachen, voor alle aandacht-trekkende, vermoeiende, schreeuwerige, opdringerige, zogenaamd eerlijke en bevrijde groot-zieligen. Enkel iemand, die voet bij stuk weet en durft te houden – ook al worden wij van alle kanten overspoeld met onzin, waar wij ook nog respect voor moeten hebben – kan echt lachen, want alleen hij of zij zal het nooit gaan hebben, over iets wat hem of haar het lachen zal doen vergaan.

 

Iemand die echt iets van lachen afweet, die weet heel zeker, dat het er alleen maar om gaat of hij of zij kan lachen en niet of anderen om hem of haar kunnen lachen. Omdat hij of zij iets lachwekkends blijft nastreven, kan hij of zij blijven lachen, ook al valt er verder voor anderen niets te lachen. Wat de meeste vervelende, kwaaie, miserabele, duffe, depressieve, verwarde, arrogante mensen – die niet kunnen lachen – waarschijnlijk nooit aan de weet zullen komen, is dat, hoe minder er te lachen valt, hoe groter het genoegen van het lachen wordt, indien men erin slaagt, uit de doodse serieusheid te herrijzen. Lachen wordt aantrekkelijker, naarmate het schaarser is en hij of zij, die dus nog weet te lachen, doet daar natuurlijk zijn of haar voordeel bij.

 

Voor mij maakt het niets uit, dat anderen niet om mij kunnen lachen, want ik lach om mezelf en ik lach natuurlijk om het feit, dat ik iets kan, wat anderen niet kunnen. Jij zou ook om jezelf kunnen lachen en als je dat zou doen, had je altijd iets te lachen, maar jij wil zonodig alleen maar lachen om anderen en daardoor loop jij alle pret mis. Voor jou is lachen om anderen belangrijker, dan lachen om jezelf, omdat die ander jou even jezelf kan doen vergeten. Jij kunt dat blijven doen, ik blijf erbij, dat er niets zo leuk, grappig en aangenaam is, als lachen om mezelf. Ook heeft lachen om jezelf niets met jezelf vergeten te maken, want het herinnert je eraan, dat er eigenlijk niets anders op zit, dan plezier te hebben, ook al is je hele leven een zinloos, onbegrijpelijk tranendal.

 

Je bent al zo vaak verdrietig, teleurgesteld, fanatiek, radeloos, hopeloos, woest of wraakzuchtig geweest, maar je hebt jezelf nog maar nauwelijks met een slak met zout genomen en gelachen, terwijl dat toch eigenlijk de meest voor de hand liggende houding zou zijn. Nu ik het toch over jou negatieve instelling heb, waarom blijf jij van anderen verwachten – en dus eisen – dat ze jou aan het lachen dienen te  maken, terwijl jij het bij voorbaat al laat afweten, omdat jij nooit niet om jezelf zou kunnen lachen?

 

Wat is dat voor een klink-klare onzin, dat jij zou zijn ontheven, van jou plicht, om om jou belachelijke gevecht, jou drama, jou chaos, jou mislukking en het  resultaat van jou gedrag en jou verstarde geloof – in de leugens, die jij beweert te zijn – te lachen? Ja, je hoort mij goed, het is jou taak, of je het nou gelooft of niet, accepteert of niet, om om jezelf te lachen. Je hebt lang genoeg niet gelachen – om jezelf – om er nu volledig van doordrongen te zijn, dat het niet langer toelaatbaar is, om te weigeren te lachen om jezelf. Je staat letterlijk voor het blok: of je lacht echt om jezelf, of het lachen zal je voorgoed zijn vergaan.

 

Je kunt er niet onderuit, dat anderen het natuurlijk ook niet echt voor elkaar kregen, om jou aan het lachen te krijgen. Het is voorgoed afgelopen, met die zogenaamde humor, dat oer-saaie amusement, al dat stomme geschetter en belachelijke getetter, al dat gekanker en gescheld. Je heb er nooit iets aan gehad en jezelf hiermee voor de gek gehouden, dat jij het toch best wel op prijs zou stellen, als er iets te lachen zou zijn. Feit blijft, jij kan niet lachen, omdat je het eigenlijk niet wil. Je hebt daar nog nooit echt bij stil gestaan. Ik weet en ik lach waarom dit zo is.

 

Je hebt nog nooit werkelijk om jezelf kunnen lachen, omdat je bent geconditioneerd, om alleen maar iets leuk te vinden, als het niks met jou te maken heeft. En, kom mij niet aandragen met je flauwe kul, dat jij ooit iets geleerd zou hebben, van die zogenaamde waanzinnige humor, van hen, die jou aan het lachen zouden hebben gebracht. Zij hebben jou wellicht de indruk gegeven, dat jij het was, die besloot, dat het komisch of leuk was, maar jij was het nooit. Je hebt eigenlijk altijd, heel slaafs, alleen maar gedaan, wat er tegen je werd gezegd. Met andere woorden, je hebt altijd uitsluitend en alleen gelachen op bevel.

 

Vanzelf-sprekend was ook de stand-up komediant, de clown, de humorist, net zo min in staat, om om zichzelf te lachen als jij en daarom bleef ook hij of zij zich bezig houden met jou en met anderen, omdat ook hij of zij, op die manier, zichzelf of haarzelf kon ontlopen. Onze lol is een gigantisch complot, dat een traumatische, gewelddadige, obsessievelijke, verslavings-realiteit verbergt. Met het lachen om jezelf, trek je de natte deken van het lachen om een ander van je af en wordt je gevoelig en volwassen.

 

Volwassenheid betekent gevoeligheid en het was je ongevoeligheid, die maakte, dat je niet kon lachen om jezelf. En, het was echt je ongevoeligheid, die jou keer op keer deed eisen van anderen, dat zij jou zouden moeten behagen, omdat jij jezelf al had opgegeven. Ik heb mezelf echt horen lachen om wie ik ben en ik ben ervan overtuigd, dat ik leuker ben dan wie dan ook, omdat ik mezelf niet tegenhoud. Het is zo heerlijk om te kunnen lachen om mezelf, zelfs erover schrijven is iets, wat mij groot genoegen doet. Ik schrijf dit met het vooruitzicht, dat ik het ga voorlezen en kijk daar nu al naar uit. Ik lees het voor aan mezelf – zonder enig publiek – en zet het op You Tube en iedereen, die het wil horen, die kan wellicht hierdoor ook eindelijk echt om zichzelf gaan lachen.  

 

 

 

Ask,

 

Once you recognize the great difference between your own Disembodied Language (DL) and your own Embodied Language (EL), you will know, that your new understanding of yourself and your language, didn’t happen by itself, but because of your inquiry.  It is because you dare to ask your own questions, that you will find, that only your own answers, are the correct answers and are, therefore, satisfying.

 

Since you need to have your own answers, to your own questions, you must ask yourself about every small thing. Nothing is off limits, because you talk with yourself and you know very well, this is more important than any of your so-called conversations with others. It is more important, because others mainly engage in DL, but when you talk out loud, alone, with yourself, you know, you explore your EL.

 

With DL, we unconsciously ask ourselves millions of questions and try to find answers, but we are never successful in finding the right answer, because these questions weren’t our questions. Our inability to find answers, discouraged us from asking our own questions. We aren’t curious about why we behave as we do, as it never really helped. Every question raised more questions, but none of these questions were our own. Do you actually have any question?

 

When you ask yourself, why do you engage almost permanently in miserable DL, you will immediately know, it is because of your frustration, fear, worry, perversion, distraction or confusion. In other words, when you ask yourself, why is my language working against me, instead of for me, you know the correct answer is: because my language is always negative. 

 

I know very well, you don’t ask yourself this and you don’t answer yourself, in the way I describe, but I can and want to write this, because I have asked and answered my own questions. Funny how, upon recognizing the difference between my problematic DL and my delightful EL, my EL began to effortlessly continue and my stressful DL withered away and as my DL dissolved, all my questions dissolved as well.

 

Although I can ask myself any question, with my EL, I have found, that I don’t have any question about myself. In EL, the speaker is the listener and the one who asks, is the one who answers, who, therefore, is the answer. So, with my EL, I have discovered, I am the answer to all my questions and I call this my Language Enlightenment (LE). I’ve got to ask you a question: are we from the same planet? I’m just kidding.

 

We are not as different as we claim to be. Our EL as well as our DL are the same for everyone. With EL, we relax, enjoy, play, explore and understand, since  our language is positive and it results in outcomes, which make us want to go on with it, in spite of the astonishing fact that nobody else does. Thus, when you discriminate the difference between DL and EL, you ask yourself: why the hell is nobody talking about this important issue?

 

You too have a conditioning history with DL. When you ask others, why nobody is willing to talk about the great difference between DL and EL, you never really get an answer, because it is so profoundly personal. The only thing you can do, is to answer your own question, get personal with yourself and be your own answer, by continuing with your EL.  

 

When people are trying to be helpful, they say: if you need any help, just ask. I am not asking you, to have EL with me anymore, because unless you ask yourself that question, why you are not having any EL – with me or with anyone – it is never going to happen. I am not asking you to ask yourself that question, as I know, you are right, to refuse my help.

 

There’s no need to ask anyone – not even yourself – about EL, as is it is self-evident. If you still have any questions, you know that something is lacking, you are searching, you are trying very hard and you are hoping for something good, in the future, but it never happens and you failed so many times, to do what you said you would do, that you no longer try. This is how our DL works and your DL only stops, if you ask yourself: why do I still continue with it?  

 

Be careful what you ask for, is an idiom, which is used to tell people to think before they say that they want something and to suggest that they might not actually want it. However, thinking has never prevented any unintended negative consequences and our conflicted, chaotic, troublesome lives, are the very proof. Moreover, with EL, we find, our faith in thought, in language, which, presumably, occurs inside of our head – without a word being said, heard, written or read – was unfounded, as it always impaired rather than facilitated progress in our lives. Another stupid idiom is: ask and it will be given to you. You can ask until you are blue, but EL will never be given to you. Our DL has continued, because it was never properly addressed. We have never stopped asking and, in fact, demanding and our EL could only occur, after our DL had been stopped by us ourselves.   

Energy,

 

Today, I am full of energy, and I was wondering, why I feel so strongly, that Embodied Language (EL) is so important, while, basically, nobody really cares? It became clear to me, I can only express my energy when I have EL, but I had not until now recognized that. I have a need to direct my energy, which is nonverbal, and EL is my way to channel my energy.

 

In Disembodied Language (DL), my energy is lost, disturbed, fragmented or distracted, but with EL, my energy flows naturally, effortlessly and beautifully. It is all about how I prefer to communicate with others and, I acknowledge, for the most part, others are not willing or capable of communicating in that way.

 

I don’t want to say something, which doesn’t reach, which isn’t listened to and understood. My energy is such, that I don’t care for what is considered small talk. It is not that I cannot do it, but I don’t want to do it, as I know something better. Yes, I don’t like to waste my time and energy with nonsensical stuff.

 

I rather conserve my energy, by staying alone, than to be burdened by the unconscious DL, everyone has. I don’t meet anyone – who hasn’t read or heard about my work – who is right away able to have EL. I don’t believe, however, that anyone is unaffected by DL and my experience has taught me, that I am the one who suffers, if I stay around the DL of others.

 

From a very young age, my energy was rejected and misunderstood. Luckily, I was able to discover, in my early twenties, that I could talk out loud with myself alone and experience the healing energy of my EL, on my own and recover from my traumas with DL. I used to feel sad, I was so impacted and impaired by DL and I tried to change that, but it hasn’t changed.

 

My selectivity has only become more and not less. I recognize, why I can’t stand DL and also understand why my energy is affected. My energy has its own movement. It is very delicate; therefore, it is easily disturbed. I have no problem admitting that and I realize, my whole life has been shaped. by my own attempts to do what I can, to safeguard my energy.

 

After I left my job, recently, I felt set free from the strange and overwhelming energy of the people I had been working with. I have gone through this experience many times before, but this time, more than ever, I am aware about what a great difference it makes, to not be exposed to the DL of others and to simply be left alone again, with my own energy.

 

Each time I consciously moved away from the DL of others; I felt a sense of relief. I am reminded of how I used to be, as I used to try, to not be so affected, by the DL of others. Of course, I also tried to stop my own DL, which kept reoccurring, in reaction to the DL of others. However, now that I know, there is no language inside of me, this reaction is completely gone, and my own energy is expressed as I want to.

 

The other day, I turned sixty-five. For all these years, I was still – in spite of my discovery of EL – involved in the fantasy of having inner language. How could this be? Now that I have begun to speak and write about my own energy, it is clear, it was my inability, to square my many years of meditation with my EL, which continued the absurdity of inner language.

 

My EL is like an inexhaustible energy source, but it is only now, I can fully comprehend and accept, that it is really its own thing, which makes meditation look like a stupid activity. Obviously, the whole issue of meditation is based on the false assumption, that we have a mind, due to which we constantly chatter with ourselves, inside of our head. With meditation, we were told, we can witness our thoughts, we can transcend our mind and be liberated from thinking.

 

The prices of energy keep going up. Clean energy is the talk of the day and people do what they can, to be more energy efficient. Yet, nobody is concerned about the energy-loss, which occurs. due to how we continue to use our language. Our DL creates the illusion, that we have thoughts. This is why, in one way or another, we are all obsessed with thought.  

 

With EL, we realize – once and for all – there are no thoughts, there is no prison to be released from and this is our Language Enlightenment (LE). It is so clear now, that I didn’t know this until very recently, when suddenly I began to tell myself, that there can’t be any language inside of me. I am still in the process of coming to grips with this gigantic realization.  

 

In the beginning, I simply said to myself, a couple of times, that, of course, there are no words inside of my brain, but only neurons and neurotransmitters, as I felt that it was needed, to be able to reason from this perspective, but now I have talked and written about it and explored it, it is revealed to me, what it is like, to experience my own energy and to fully admit, I never had any language inside of me.

 

If we talk and understand each other, this gives us energy, but our communication is energy-draining, if it fails to achieve understanding. In a nutshell, this is the difference between EL and DL. I acknowledge, my initial descriptions of DL, EL, LE, but also of my energy, was, inadvertently, to let others know about it, but at this point, only my own energy speaks.

 

My entire body responds with a tingling sense of energy and joy. I feel so incredibly happy, that I have come to this. I am grateful to my dear Dutch friend AnnaMieke, who in her exploration and formulation of her EL, repeatedly refers to the calm unfolding of her language. By talking with her, every week, I have started to give in, to this gentleness and simplicity, which is revealed, because my energy is addressed.

 

As I write this, I want to say something more about my LE. My LE is who I am, and I am this energy, this living current, which can only be expressed by my EL. Indeed, the subtlety of my EL, is my energy. My whole body rejoices with this resonant bliss, as if I just struck a gong and hear its sound. Surely, my voice is my energy-sound, to which I fully surrender, as there is no concern anymore about anything else.

 

I have been excavating my speaking voice and have undone what prevented it from being what it always was. To know, that there are no thoughts, is to witness that there are no thoughts and to write this, is such a victory. I will continue to live my life, based on the energy, which stems from my LE and if you talk with me, you will experience, how this energy will begin to express itself for you, with your EL, too.