Wholly Phool. :Peter-James :Mitchell

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СКАЧАТЬ always categorized, on the label on the back of the books, I was most drawn to, as “esoteric philosophy”.

      Esoteric simply means hidden or obscured and is sort of like a cosmic trick which has you looking to do or ponder or know one thing while the real thing you are requiring to know or find is actually not known to you and sort of arrives like a surprise. It makes total sense once it arrives but would have not have made any sense had you been given it before you went through the process of thinking you are seeking to find something else. For people that like puzzles this sort of genre of mind food is not only delicious but it is also a labyrinth that leads to who knows what.

      My ponders as my walk home continues are solidifying the fruit of my journey as the Hunch Hunch, and in true esoteric philosophy form that which I was looking for is not what I have found, and that which I have found is nothing and something at the same time, it is a larger than life mysterious glow in my mind-scape but for all intents and purposes of any other human looking upon me and my life adventure I am just some other bloke doing life, nothing has really changed.

      I would have never guessed I would have got to this strange place in my life adventure, a part of me feels like I have won the lotto, but when I look out of my eyes into life it all seems the same as always, the next cuppa, the next meal, the next day, the next job, the next gathering. A continuing chain of ordinary unfoldings that occur and flicker past the mind-scape that I wear. The mind-scape I wear certainly changes from day to day, and over the years I have experienced many mind-scapes that wear varying glows from delicious to downright uncomfortable, frightening, dark and foreboding.

      My relevance tendrils were taking me back to my favorite esoteric philosophy suggestions from the body of wisdom called Toltec. The wise accumulation of ponder that is the Toltec wisdom tradition came to me initially in the works of Carlos Castenada and his teachings of Don Juan, the mystical adventure into the mechanations of self and mind and cosmos. Sewn into the body of work were the nuances of wisdom that become personal realizations that may be worn, that may become practices and pragmatic attitude. I loved the practical nature of the overall Toltec realm, which included not only the work of Carlos but also Theun Mares s' epic four volume set, and the very broad multi authored subject of the Mayan Calendrical System.

      It is from the Toltec realm of knowledge that has allowed me to craft a safe way of being with the very mind-scape that I am presently dealing with in this whole Hunch Hunch unfolding. The bodies of notions held in ones head, accumulated over many years do not just sit there like a dusty library, there is a living dynamic that seems to want to thread through them all and sew them together. Sewing it all together is not something that I could set out to do personally, but there is this other thing going on where if I get out of the way it will sort of do it all itself. That is the realization that is coming from my Hunch Hunch and its brief though powerful -Find it All in the Shadows- message.

      My take from the Toltec suggests that if life itself is an unfolding of gendered warring contentions it would be best to approach the unfolding in the attitude of a Warrior.

      Which brings us to another dimension of this whole adventure of playing with the notion of “esoteric”. There is something hidden, something beguiling, something alluring, something seductive about pondering deeply into anything that you want to ponder deeply into. Esoteric means hidden and obscured and as stated you may get to actually find that which you didn't really know you were looking for. I discovered along the way of my ponder travels that the notion of lexigraphy in regard the pondering of the values hidden in the simple basic humble word may reveal something that broadens, extends, amplifies or surprises you when you are looking into a word.

      For example my mind was remembering my look into war-ri-or 'War' is the force and power found in the dynamics of dealing with hostility, rivalry, or things of a contentious nature, the sobering and definite work of the reconcile of opposites.

      'ri' I found in the dictionary as a word fragment that suggested that it is the approach of the jocose rather than the serious, is the approach of a smiling, joyful, sportive, playful attitude, an enlightened means to hold objectivity and subjectivity in balanced union, to identify duality as a polarity and bring polarity into balance, to find resolution for paradox, to craft gender to balanced union resulting in creating values beyond the sum of their parts, to play the tensions of reality as a life song.

      'or' is the noun forming agent which in this word identifies one who is in the state or condition of.

      My Hunch Hunch was activating my memory of looking into the word warrior, as the relevance tendrils were seeking to satisfy the most important part of my being now in this mind-scape, activated by my following wild fancy. I required to feel grounded in myself, to feel that despite what was whirling around and around in my mind-scape I could function sensibly and usefully in my normal, everyday, mundane existence. I need to know that my amplified mind-scape was not going to unduly affect my life in general.

      So being only this day from being home I was in my captive meditation going through a grounding process, a process where I could feel I could utilize my new found living mind coloring, in a way that enhanced everything else I required to do in my day to day. I could see that the mechanations of what is the consequences of my following the google map and all that has unfolded from it would continue to be productive. I needed to wear the mood of the warrior so that I could direct the living vibe of my mind toward producing something. I could see that if I did not there was the very real potential that my mind could potentially spin around and around in circles resulting in my being more dizzy than I usually seemed to be.

      I was wearing a sense of impending challenge due to all that had unfolded, which was at the same time bizarre, as practically all that was happening was, I was needing to deal with a jolly mental phantasm of my own making. My Tweedledee and Tweedledum Tweedle-verse were whacking between each other perspectives of my present reality around like a tennis match. From mystical revelation to nutty madness and all in between were my intermittent conclusions.

      So like I have mentioned my relevance tendrils were pointing me toward setting up a firm foundation upon which to deal with the unfolding I was journeying through, and that foundation was simply to hold the stance of a warrior toward the energies that where whirling around me. Whirling tweedle-verse opposing values that were inescapable and required a firm management strategy.

      Ok I was beginning to feel more relaxed as to my actually arriving home and having a strategy for settling back into normality. Thank you Toltec Wisdom, my mind was suggesting I cultivate a way of being that may deal with any thing that unfolds, cultivate the way of being as the suggested warrior of wisdom on the path of knowledge.

      To appreciate the mind-scape I was now helplessly needing to learn to live with, I began to remember my experiences of psychedelics that I have had over the years. I have only ventured into that reality challenging realm a dozen or so times, enough to feel the astonishing depth that exists around we all every minute of our existence, enough to realize that the universe we are in is profoundly more than we presently know or can know. It would seem our brain is a tool we have been blessed with so as to filter out the astonishing enormity we are all a microscopic speck among-st, just so we can simply continue to ex-is-t. When in the depths of a psychedelic experience it can be overwhelming, a sensory over load, a timeless eternity that needs to be waited out, needs to be waded through whether you like it or not, it can also be a timeless eternity of endless bliss fascination and wonder. Both options exist.

      My tweedle-verse concept had become a notion this morning on my captive meditation walk home. In this ongoing mind adventure my whirling thoughts were grabbing at all manner of things, for instance what was a 'concept' my mind was asking. All con and com words indicate a coming together, a contract with situation. And 'cept' is like a receiving and cept sounds СКАЧАТЬ