Anja re-birthed herself as BillFromTexas

[billfromtexas]

Enigma said:

"I'm pretty sure there's 'context explanation' subroutine somewhere in the Divine Plan Software (DPS) but I don't know what causes it to run."

Read more: spiritualteachers.proboards.com/thread/4703/divine-plan#ixzz4JWZXnoOe


Lately some .... you name it non-dude wrote a whole book about context. His name is Ron Smothermon MD. It's called: Winning Through Enlightenment.

If I can't affort toilet-paper any longer, I might use that book to do the job.

[billfromtexas]

Andrew said:

"I think I do get it. What I am challenging is the idea that the rollercoaster is intrinsic to experiencing. I am saying a rollercoaster experience requires a particular set of beliefs. In the absence of those beliefs, there can be joy or love that doesn't swing to misery or hate. I would say I experience the rollercoaster too...I experience all manner of feelings, but I'm also clear that when I am angry or sad that the story I am telling is at the core of the feeling. It has nothing to do with the fact that I also experience love and joy. Particularly in the case of sadness, I usually just allow it to move through me until it has finished. In the case of anger, sometimes I might challenge the story I am telling myself, at other times I decide to act on that anger (preferably in an appropriate manner - at least what I consider to be appropriate lol)."

Gopal asked:

"how do you know?"

Read more: spiritualteachers.proboards.com/thread/4132/world#ixzz4JfDXYsV0


In my experience, a few years ago, as I was walking along a street with a friend, I suddenly felt very sad for no obvious reason. We just walked along a street, eating ice-cream and chatting about nothing important. I forgot what we talked about, but it was something like: "You can't compare these two guitar-players. I think...."

The sadness I felt was immense. I told my friend about it. And she said, "I'm not sad right now. Seriously not." So...then our conversation shifted from talking about guitar-players to talking about the so called collective unconsciousness that certainly contains a huge of amount of un-released sadness and I was feeling it at that moment. It made perfect sense to the both of us to see it that way. And to the question why I felt so sad suddenly, my friend said, "maybe because we passed a house where jews have been living who ended up in some concentration-camp and that's why you feel sad right now." We both agreed that that was the reason.

This sort of experience happend a few more times after that. But I knew that it had nothing to do with me and my circumstances. I just picked something up from the collective unconsciousness. It was impersonal what I felt. It had nothing to do with me and my life. And I knew it. But it nevertheless was felt by me as deep sadness.

Nowerdays that seldom happens. I mostly feel slightly happy all the time. Sometimes I feel outright joyfull for no other reason than...well...waking up in my hometown while the sun is shining into my window and I can make me some coffee in my kitchen and drink it while laying in bed and listening to the sounds my city is making today.

[billfromtexas]

Sept 6, 2016 14:38:35 GMT -5 billfromtexas said:

Sept 6, 2016 14:18:41 GMT -5 laughter said:

The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness

(At a funeral. Some cousin or so died and the family is gathered. A lot of people want to see Donna Anja. One of them is her cousin Gopal from India.)

Laffy: "Donna Anja, Gopal is waiting outside. He wants to condolence and he has some...well...he has a little problem only you can solve, he said."

Donna Anja: "Let him in. How many more people want to see me next...for today, Laffy?"

Laffy: "He's the last one."

Donna Anja: "He came all the way from India just because some of our cousins died?"

Laffy: "Yes. He thought it would be appropreate."

................

Gopal: "Donna Anja! How lovely you look! Have you had plastic-surgery? You lost weight, right?"

Donna Anja: "I just have a new hair-stylist. That's all. What do you want, cousin Gopal?"

Gopal: "There is this young woman I like a lot. Actually I love her. But her father is cathlic and I'm not of his liking and therfore I can't marry her. He told me to screw me as I asked him for his daughers hand. Now I need justice."

Donna Anja: "Does that girl love you too?"

Gopal: "Yes, she does. But she also obeys her father. Romeo and Juliet...kinda sorta...is the problem here."

Donna Anja: "What do you want me to do?"

Gopal: "Tell that old men it's not his buisness who his daughter will marry. Or just kill him."

Donna Anja: "I don't just kill people, cousin Gopal. That you should know by now."

Gopal: "But...but...then...just tell him off. Or bribe him. Or...whatever it is you do in such cases!""

The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part II)

(After cousin Gopal left the room...)


Laffy: "Oh my goodness! Cousin Gopal is such an idiot. I would not let him marry my daughter either, boss."

Donna Anja: "He's not your cousin, Laffy. He's my cousin. And I think he's just a hot-head. I once took care of him when he was a toddler as his mother was in hospital to give birth to his sister. We had so much fun that tiny Gopal and me. He was always smiling and giggling. What a cute kid he was."

Laffy: "But now he's an idiot. You wanna call the father of that woman he wants to marry? Here is his telephone-number. But I strongly recommend to just wait untill cousin Gopal has found a hotter babe here in our country. I think I can help him out with that, if that's neccessary."

Donna Anja: "Oh...well...can you? That might be a good idea, Laffy. You're not as useless as I sometimes think you are."

Laffy: "Yeah...sometimes even I have good ideas. Now let me call a number.....Yes, diamond-escort-service?
It's me, Laffy....yes...well....blond, funny, with a college degree...okay....yes...send the bill to Donna Anja.....Thank you too. By-by."

Donna Anja: "Cognac, Laffy? Seems as if it's Feierabend for today."


Edit:

The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part III)

(Half an hour later. Laffy and Donna Anja are sitting in club-chairs, smoke cigars and drink cognac and whiskey.)


Donna Anja: "How will cousin Gopal meet this blond woman you just booked?"

Laffy: "Saturday there is this wedding, you remember? Your cousin Zindy marries one of my cousins. His name is...äh...hold on...Andrew. And at that wedding there will be a blond, funny chick with a college education who is very interested in cousin Gopal."

Donna Anja: "Sounds good. What about...."


(Someone is knocking at the door.)


Donna Anja: "Come in!"

Fam: "Hey, Mom. I need some money to buy me a cool outfit for the curse'n'swear contest next week."

Donna Anja: "You still wanna do that contest? Aren't you too old for that by now, Fam?"

Fam: "No. I love it. Because I win every year. I'm the best curse'n'swearer ever."

Donna Anja: "I forgot. But now it's time to stop that. You're too old for that kind of baby contest."

Fam: "It's is not a baby-contest! It's for really cool and bad boys! And I trained a lot for it lately!"

Donna Anja: "With whom?"

Fam: "With oncle Laffy. He's the best coach one can possibly wish for. Even Dad is just an amateur compared to oncle Laffy. Am I right?"

Laffy: "Äh...I think I gotta go now, Donna Anja. I have an appointment with your daughters to train them for the debate'n'delight contest."

[billfromtexas]

The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part IV)

(Cousin Andrew is alone in his bed-room. Praying...)


Andrew: "Oh my goodness! What have I done! Tomorrow is my wedding day and I don't want to marry. Not that I don't love Zindy dearly, I just don't want to marry. I fear that our Love will fade when we're married. But now I can't do anything about it without Donna Anja chaising me out of town when I cancel the wedding. Please, Oh Lord, what ever that means...give me sign! I burned insence and all...you see...I read that in a yoga-magazine...Please! Help me!"

(A seagul is sitting in a tree infront of Andrews window and is crapping...)

Andrew: "What does that mean? Does that mean I'm crap? Yes! I'm crap! I'm not good enough for Zindy. Please don't let me be missunderstood! I don't want to change anything. I just don't want to marry! That's all! I like it the way it is right now. Oh Lord, please help me...or else!"

...........


(At the same time in Donna Anja's office/lounge/library...)


Zindy: "Aunt Anja, I can marry Andrew. Not that I don't love him. I just don't want to marry him."

Laffy: "Too late!"

Donna Anja: "Well...your mother invited more than 100 people for tomorrow. Your father spend a quite a few bucks for all that jazz...your dress, the catering-service, the lovely location for the ceremony, yadda-yadda. I think it's a little bit late for not wanting to marry, Zindy. Have you talked to your parents yet?"

Zindy: "No. If I do they will throw me out of town."

Laffy: "Yes. And right so."

(Zindy starts to cry...)

[zin]

I don't like this song too much, I like mostly the beginning, but it somehow fits here imo.. (it's long and has Hanna Montana in it)

[billfromtexas]

Sept 9, 2016 17:27:35 GMT -5 zin said:

I don't like this song too much, I like mostly the beginning, but it somehow fits here imo.. (it's long and has Hanna Montana in it)

This is the real deal: Tindersticks:

Tindersticks - Hey Lucinda :

www.youtube.com/watch?v=XxZS7uXSvEU

[billfromtexas]

The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part XXVII)

(Gopal is running around in the streets...somewhere downtown...cursing'n'swearing in his mind...)


Gopal: (silently) "What a slop. She's just another hip-chick with no brain....I need a real woman...a strong woman who isn't just some blond snow-men-land herald...but a devotee...goat-darnit..."


(Then....suddenly....he sees a group of lightly orange dressed people with shaved hair, playing bongos, singing....)

Hare Krishna People Singing In Union Square Park New York City :

www.youtube.com/watch?v=HVcMEB69vc4


Edit:

The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part XXVIII)

(At the same time...on the other side of the street...)


Andrew: "I think you vomit best. I never saw a woman doing it like this, Babe."

Zindy: "Yeah, I really made it, it seem."

Andrew: "I kiss the ground you walk on."

Zindy: "Please don't! I don't want you to top me in that kinda thing, Honey."

Andrew: "Oh...look. That's a cool drummer."


Best Street Musician in New York City :

www.youtube.com/watch?v=rPbB8GVTORo


Edit:

The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part XXIX)

(At the same time...in Laffy and Bakk's house...upstairs...)


Donna Bakk: "Dinner!"

...........

(In Laffy and Bakk's house...five minutes later...downstairs...)


Fam: "Oh my goodness! Is that you, coach Laffy?"

Laffy: "Feffs! An fuh don get defessert, fiff you make fum fof me, Fam. Fat you can be fure off!"

Justy: "Dad, you look like as if you had a fight with Mohammed Ali."

Donna Bakk: "You want fish with salat or fried chicken, Fam?"

Fam: "Both please, Donna Bakk."


Edit:

The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part XXX)

(At the same time...in some studio in Hollywood...)


Louis: "Annnnd....ACTION!"

Actor: "No...I can't say that. It's rediculous! It doesn't make any sense."

Louis: "But that's what's in the script. And you say what is written in it."

Actor: "She said she wants to talk to a reasonable person and now she goes on a shopping-tour with some other woman and they only talk nonsense!"

Louis: "That's what she calls reasonable. It's perfectly in character."

Actor: "I don't get it."

Louis: "Okay. You're fired!"


Edit:

The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part XXXI)


(The next day...in the audiance of the debate'n'delight contest....)


Donna Anja: "That's not a Joop dress, Figgles."

Donna Figgles: "Well....that's true, It's a Jil Sander dress, but..."

Donna Anja: "Here are 200 bucks. I don't want you to buy my daughters these expensive stuff on your expenses, Figgles. I'm not a poor woman. I can affort it."

Donna Figgles: "Nah...it's okay..."

Donna Anja: "No! Here are 200 bucks! I know how much a Jil Sander dress costs! I'm not an idiot, Figgles."

Donna Figgles: "Okay."


Edit:

The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part XXXII)


(On stage of the debate'n'delight contest....)


Sunny: "...and that's why modern western culture is NOT based on christianity but has its basis in greek philosophie and in the scientific movement, which is based on the principle: If it works, it's true. And if it does not work, it just isn't. Thank you."

(Applause....)

............

(In the audiance...)

Laffy: "Tatz fookin' right, gal!"

Donna Bukk: "Laffy!"

Laffy: "Fhat?!" Iffen't it?!"


Edit:

The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part XXXIII)

(On stage of the debate'n'delight contest....)


Anouncer: "...and now, Lady's and Gentlemen, the debate'n'delight constest of the 12 - 14 year old. Enjoy..."

(Applause....)

..........

Japhy: "...and that's why you don't have the right to read any book written by any member of western societies culture, don't have the right to watch any movie, produced by any member of western society, don't have the right to listen to any kind of music played by any member of western society, when you want sharia-law to be the law. Thank you. And don't ever eat ice-cream or drive a car!"

(Applause...)

[billfromtexas]

Sept 6, 2016 13:07:36 GMT -5 @ruler said:

Sept 6, 2016 3:55:13 GMT -5 Peter said:

Oh we discussed it, so the communication isn't lacking; but you know he and I have different styles of moderation. Is that confusing?

I didn't see the posts that caused ZD to ban Anja (and I believe several of her posts got deleted one way or another), plus I'd also hamstrung myself by saying I wouldn't ban her without prior discussion. So here we are.

I know very clearly why he blocked Anja and also as soon as Anja has been banned Anja has created a thread where she stated that she had been banned by You, But I knew very clearly that you hadn't done that and also I know that that was done by zendancer. You may ask how I know that? Because I know the way you move and also I know the way zendancer move! 

Now I'm 99% sure that Gopal most of the time in his conversations is just a chatbot. I followed his discussion in the thread "If I am the world" very closely and that's why I think Gopal is a chatbot. His "logic" in not a human logic. His "model" is not a model of "Consciousness" which a human being could claim, saying "I am Consciousness", which Gopal does claim but fails to prove as being the case. Also his permanent repeated insistence of "I can not know if others are real or figment..." shows a loop of some sort he returns to when challenged or confused by what is talked about.

My model, as shown by my little story here in this thread, called "The Godmother - A little insight....", could be considered as a model of what human Consciousness is, does and contains.

Gopal never answered either my questions whether he is a chatbot or not with a yes or no answer. Why is that?

I also assume that Satchitananda could be a chatbot by the way he argues. But it's a more sophisticated one, if he is a chatbot also.

"Keep on keeping on..."

Can A Chatbot Really Convince People It's Human?

www.youtube.com/watch?v=njmAUhUwKys

[billfromtexas]

The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part XXXIV)

(The next day...in Donna Anja's office/lounge/library...)


Donna Anja: "Oh my dear Precioccio, nice to see you. What's your problem? Or do you want vist your Godmother just to say hello and congradulate her for her good looks and superb taste?"

Precioccio: "You look much younger than my Mom, aunt Anja. But don't tell her I said that. And what I want is...well...I need to borrow money from you. I want to open a pizza-place. I love to bake pizza, you know. That kind of pizza with a very thin and crispy bottom. Swizz style. Here in this box is one I made for you."

Donna Anja: "Thanks for the pizza. But why don't you ask your mother? She has more money than I have...some say.."

Precioccio: "She said she did not pay for my university education just so I then become some pizza delivery boy. She wants me to be a lawyer. But I hate to be a lawyer. It's so boring. I just went to law-school out of family tradition. Now I want to do what I like to do. And that is baking pizza and having my own little pizzeria."

Satch: "Oh yes, we certainly need more pizza places here. Be the first one who opens one. That would be something..."

Donna Anja: "Good pizza will always find its eaters. That's for sure. But how many more lame lawyers do we need."

Precioccio: "I'm already running a little catering-service for some local tv-productions. They love my food. I know how to handle a buisness, aunt Anja."

Donna Anja: "How much do you need? For how long?"

............


Donna Anja: "I'm sure you're not doing it alone...opening a pizzeria. Who will be your partner?"

Precioccio: "Francesco Enigmalione. We've been to law-school together. His father already lended him his part of the money. Now I have my part too. Thank you, aunt Anja."

Donna Anja: "Francesco Enigmalione? Is he the son of the famous psycho-therapist Enrico Enigmalione?"

Precioccio: "Yes."

Donna Anja: "Ohhhh...what a conincidence! I'm on Enrico Enigmaliones waiting-list. For some years now. He must be very very good as a therapist."

Precioccio: "Why would you want to do therapie?"

Satch: "Because she's crazy. Why else..."

Donna Anja: "I heard so much about him from friends and that's why I thought I also let him analyze me and my whole life."

Precioccio: "Maybe I can do something for you. I know him personally. And since you indirectly helped his son with comming to terms with his buisness, he might be interested in getting a new client anytime soon. Although I think you are as healthy, mentally, as a woman can possibly be."

Satch: "Yeah...like not at all...."

Precioccio: "By the way, who's that idiot over there, aunt Anja? Where is Laffy?"

[billfromtexas]

Zendancer said:

"Here's an example of what I mean by contemplation. At one point I began to wonder what babies see when they look at the world without concept of form and void and without words. It was obvious that they see "something" because they don't try to crawl through physical barriers. Dogs and cats obviously see the same way because they walk around trees and intelligently interact with the world, but what do they see? What does the world look like if concepts are totally absent? One day I was thinking about this issue, and I began staring at objects in a state of not-knowing wonderment. After staring for a while, thoughts about the issue would reappear, and I would return to thinking about it. I said to myself, "Okay, a baby doesn;t know the word "tree" and it hasn't even imagined that a tree is separate from the unified field of being which includes the tree, so what does it see?" After formulating this kind of variant of the question, I went back to staring intensely at various "objects" such as trees, clouds, etc. After two hours of doing this, I looked at an airplane in the sky and thought, "A baby hasn't yet learned to see an airplane as an airplane, and it must therefore see the airplane and the sky in some undivided way. What does it see?" As I stared at the airplane and the sky as if they were one, the space between me and the airplane suddenly and momentarily collapsed, and there was a strange internal visceral shift accompanied by an odd emotional response. The collapse did not go all the way, but it preceded a total collapse that occurred shortly thereafter. After the total collapse, it was quite clear what babies and animals see when they look at the world.

IOW, the intellectual questioning led to an intense sort of ATA-T that eventually led to a radical shift in mental functioning. It freed the body/mind so that it could then see the world totally without concepts.

As for breaking the habit of judgmentalness, expectation, fantasy, etc., the first task is catching the mental habit in action, and then using the judgment or expectation like a dharma bell to shift attention away from the idea. If we look at someone, and a verbal judgment arises, such as, "he's weird, ugly, skinny, fat, etc", we see the judgment and then shift attention away from it. Particular realizations can break this habit instantly and completely, but until then, we do the next best thing--shift attention and refuse to follow the thought."

Read more: spiritualteachers.proboards.com/thread/4709/suggestions-sincere-seekers#ixzz4K9jeN34E


This short elaborations on Zendancers contemplations is, and his explaination on how it works, is wrong. in my eyes, on so many levels that I have a hard time to even begin to refute it. First of all, contemplation is a matter of thinking inside a certain kind of concept(s) to even be able to choose the topic of a particular contemplation. No concepts, no contemplation. Zendancer, in his expample, choose the question: What do babys see?

As I was 14 years old, which is almost 40 years ago, I contemplated the question: What is thinking? Who is the thinker of my thoughts? And I came to the conclusion that I never had a thought of my own at that time. My realization was: "What I call thinking or my thoughts is what other people thaught me or made me believe as being true. I was never thinking for myself untill now."
I basically realized that I'm a product of my environment at the age of 14, 40 years ago. And from then on I contemplated many questions, including the good old: Who and/or what am I? Where am I? Why and what for am I here?

At the currant level of my understanding I would call bs on what Zendancer is calling his final realization of being freed from concepts completely, which is not possible for a longer period of time without being totally helpless and unable to properly act and function in relationships and in society. There is no benefit in not having any concept whatsoever and on top of that it is just impossible.


As I move along
on my very own private spiritual path,
I remove thorn after thorn,
concept after concept
with some concepts 
untill the final concept will be removed,
which, of course,
will be at the second I'll die.


Edit:

Zendancer said "As for breaking the habit of judgmentalness, expectation, fantasy, etc., the first task is catching the mental habit in action, and then using the judgment or expectation like a dharma bell to shift attention away from the idea."

Never judging anything is impossible. But it indeed is good advice to be aware of what kind measuring tool, what kind of rule, what kind of concepts one is judging with and under what circumstances one is judging what and/or who and for what reasons one is doing it. If that is known, one is aware of the concepts one is using.

It can not be avoided to use concepts in relationships and as member of a society. But to be able to have as many different concepts as possible to evaluate and measure what is going on is my advice. And to know when what concept is helpfull at a particular time and environment and when it is just not.

Not being stuck in a particular limited set of concepts is what makes a free individual a free individual. Being able to look through many different glasses, metaphorically spoken, is what sets us free from the bondage of being limited to only a particular set of concepts.


"In order to know yourself you need to know what you are not." (Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj...paraphrased...)

[billfromtexas]

Why making nouns out of adjectives creates abstract, empty, non-sensical, meanigless and absurd statements about the nature of reality:

The statement: “Everything appears” is not a complete sentense/statement which could be seen as logically true regarding the nature of reality. It lacks a subject. Who or what does it appear to? So, to be a complete and logical statement, that has a concrete and specific meaning, it must go like this, for example:

Everything appears to me.
Or...
Everything appears to her.
Or...
Everything appears to someone.

Else it doesn’t mean anything, whatsoever, and is an empty and meaningless abstraction only which has no significance.

The statement: “Everything appears” is like saying “Everything is.” And then the question naturally arises: is what? For whom?


Gopal said:

“Everything appears, Is it clear?

If everything appear, then how could you see something through your physical eye? Because If everything exist in appearance, your eye too exist in perception. “

Read more: spiritualteachers.proboards.com/thread/4132/world?page=5385#ixzz4KESKRvvo


Here the logical problem is caused by accepting a statement like “Everything appears” as a valid and logical statement regarding the nature of reality, then what follows is the question:

"If everything appears, then how could you see something through your physical eye?" Which is a valid question. It asks for a proper subject to which “everything appears” to. And the “physical eye” is not a proper subject as it indeed is not the perceiver of anything, because it is a mere part of a body and not something that functions in itself by itself.

Therefore the illogical conclusion is made that, “if everything exist in appearance, your eye too exit in perception.”
Which is the result of drawing conclusions out of an invalid, abstract and non-sensical premise, which is: "Everything appears."

And that is where it get complicated because the term perception needs to be defined.. And it can best be defined as: Perception is perceived by a perceiver, else there can not be perception. No perceiver, no perception. No perception without a perceiver.


(to be continued...)


Edit:

(...continued...)

Gopal said:

“Yes, he says creation is perception, I say that too.“

...and...

“I am creating and perceiving simultaneously.“


Read more: spiritualteachers.proboards.com/thread/4132/world?page=5385#ixzz4KESUy8Vg



First of all “creation is perception” is a meaningless, abstract and empty statement that signifies nothing, whatsoever, regarding the nature of reality.

What is “creation?” Creation requires a creator. That is what the term implies. Creation is something that has been created. By whom or what other than a creator?

A specific example would be a painting or a skulpture. Which indeed is created by a creator, who also can be called an artist. An artist creates something that can be called his or her creation.

Now what about the baby in the womb of the mother? Does the mother “create” the baby in her womb? No, if the creation of a baby in the womb requires conscious and active intent during the creation-process. Like it is the case when an artist creates a painting or a skulpture.
The baby in the womb is NOT created in this sense. The term creation does NOT apply to that particular example, if creation requires conscious, active intent during the creation-process. Therfore the baby is not created but merely grows in the womb of the mother.

Creation is not perception because there is no such thing as creation as such, other than being a very specific thing, created by a creator, who is an artist who creates a piece of art that can be called his or her creation. But creation as such, as a term without any specific reference to what and by whom a creation is created, means exactly nothing and is therefore an abstract and empty term, signifying nothing in the context of reality.

Reality means: That which can be pointed to and thereby then has an effect of some sort by doing so. IOW: Reality is what signifies something and not mere nothing.

If someone says, “I am creating and perceiving simultaneously“, there must be an outcome. There has to be a significant and particular something that has its basis in reality. Else these are just empty words, meaningless and abstract.

So: What was created? By what means? By whom? What was perceived? By what means? By whom?


(To be continued....)


Edit:

(...continued...)

Gopal said:

“I am creating and also I am perceiving,but I don't have the control where creation takes place, this seems to be contradictory but it's not. I can say my inner level of consciousness creates it but still that too is a contradictory because that inner level is not separate!

One whole consciousness creates and perceives! “

Read more: spiritualteachers.proboards.com/thread/4132/world?page=5385#ixzz4KESxmLDG


As a creator, meaning being an artist, one is conscious and is deliberately and intentionally creating a piece of art. There is no “but I don’t have the control where the creation takes place...” kinda statement ever made by a real artist, a creator, who is actively and consciously creating a piece or art with his or her artistic tools.

If one is not completely conscious during the creation process, it’s not done by the creator but merely through a form that seem to create something but is just a tool (a figment) and not the source of what was/is created. IOW, Gopals whole statement:

“I am creating and also I am perceiving,but I don't have the control where creation takes place, this seems to be contradictory but it's not. I can say my inner level of consciousness creates it but still that too is a contradictory because that inner level is not separate!

One whole consciousness creates and perceives! “

is the non-sensical expression of either a chatbot or someone who is not aware what the contradictions of such a statement are pointing to, which is: confusion about what is real and what is just not. And it is certainly, most definitely not the statement of a sophisticated artist (a creator of art).


Now I hear Gopal asking, “what about your (my) nightly dreams? Do I create the content of the dreams?”

And my answer, once again, is: Yes and no. Because we enter the so called collective unconsciousness at night when we dream and out of that content we, as the individual dreamer, with our individual brains, we create the dream-characters we interact with. One could say it’s some kind of team-work. Like as if there is a big box with millions of experiences and characters and one is picking some out of that box and then is spinning a story with them.

Picked up out of the collective container of conscious and unconscious experiences and characters, created by all huiman beings, made into dream-szenarios by the individual brain of the single dreamer, is what dreams are made of.

Annndddd.....The perceiver of whatever is perceived does not create what is perceived but merely creates, at least somehow, how it is perceived, but not what is perceived as such. One does NOT create the moon by perceiving the moon. One only creates how the moon is perceived, not the moon itself. And who ever says otherwise, has an agenda or is merely unconscious of how reality works.

[billfromtexas]

The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part XXXV)

(The next day...in Donna Anja's office/lounge/library...)


Laffy: "It's Enrico Enigmaligione on the phone, Anja. I have no idea who that is."

Donna Anja: "Ohhh...that was quick. He's a very famous therapist. Gimme the phone, Laffy."

Laffy: "I don't need therapie. I need a drink."

Donna Anja: "Give me the phone!"


(Laffy hands over the phone...)


Donna Anja: "Hello? Anja Throwdare here?....Ohhhh...well...when would be a good time for you to see me? Tomorrow? At 11:00?....Sure I pay cash....see you then. Bye bye."

Laffy: "You go and see a therapist? Why?"

Donna Anja: "I don't know. I heard he's good and I have something to complain about. Isn't that how therapie works?"

Laffy: "No. It isn't."

Donna Anja: "How would you know anyway?"

Laffy: "I did...well...once me and Bakk had some....and then..."

Donna Anja: "OMG! I did not know you are so sensitive, Laffy."

Laffy: "That's because I'm not."

...............

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The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part XXXVI)

(The next day...in Enrico Enigmaligione's Sprechzimmer...)


Enrico: "What made you come here, Mrs. Throwdare?"

Donna Anja: "I don't know. I heard you are very good in what you do and I thought I might try it....I mean therapie."

Enrico: "Okay. What's your problem?"

Donna Anja: "I have a successfull husband, who is a director of a tv-show, who loves me dearly. My children love and respect me and my husband. I have a very good job. I actually write tv-novella scripts as a hobby beside my normal day-job. My friends and family are totally awesome. My lawyer is funny and very reliable. My Dad is crazy but the best father and grand-father one can wish for. I have money and I drive a brand new bike. I have a few dozent or so hang-bags and a few pair of shoes and lots of...well...some nice jewelry. Yeah...that's it. I think that's not normal."

Enrico: "Well...it isn't. What about your mother?"

Donna Anja: "She died last year from cancer. Pancreatic cancer."

Enrico: "How was your relationship with her?"

Donna Anja: "As me and my siblings have been kids, she made brand new drinks for us every day. We had 365 different drinks. For each day another one. And we named them."

Enrico: "So...she was an alcoholic?"

Donna Anja: "No! It was non-alcoholic drinks. And she cooked like a five-star cook, if my Dad got the right stuff from the grocery-store in time and was not lost in some....well....but that's a different story."

Enrico: "So...your father did not come home from grocery-shopping in time?"

Donna Anja: "Yes!"

Enrico: "And that had what kind of effect on you?"

Donna Anja: "My mother had to cook something that was less...well...sophisticated."

Enrico: "I see. Let's talk about your father, then...."

...........


Donna Anja: "He, my father, is a trouble-shooter."

Enrico: "What does that mean? Did he had affaires with other woman?"

Donna Anja: "No! He just picked up troubled people who bumped into him and then he had things to do with them...and then he got home late because of that. That happend all the time. One day my mother said to him, "James! You're not leaving the house today. I do the grocery-shopping and you cook. You stay right here with the kids. And don't pick up the phone!"

Enrico: "Okay. And then...what happend?"

Donna Anja: "For example, one of my friends came over and told my father that her father was beating her and her mother and then my father got angry and then....there was trouble, once again because my father went to her father and then....someone ended up in the hospital and....then there was a divorce later on."

Enrico: "I see."

............

Enrico: "What is your normal day-job, Mrs. Throwdare?"

Donna Anja: "I...well....I...hmmm....I invest in buisnesses I like."

Enrico: "So, you're a buisness woman?"

Donna Anja: "Yes, kinda sorta. But actually I'm a script-writer for tv-novella's. My husband is directing them and my cousin is the producer. I get nicely payed for my hobby. But my day-job is being a buisness partner for ..... you know....everybody who needs a buisness partner for his or her buisness. Actually I invest money in neigborhood long-term shops and companies, whoms agenda I like."

Enrico: "I see. My son told me about it. We're partners actually. I think we could now brain-storm a name for the pizzeria. I think Enrico's would be a good name."

Donna Anja: "Nah...that's sounds like some mafia clichè. What about: Fran'n'Pre? Or Pre'n'Fran? That's some fancy name for a place like that."

Enrico: "What about...hmmmm....Pope's pizza?"

Donna Anja: "I don't know. I don't think that's a place where atheists would like to eat."

Enrico: "Yeah...that's probably true."

............

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The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part XXXVII)

(The next day...somewhere downtown...)


Zindy: "Andrew, look! That's cousin Gopal over there. Singing hare Krishna with those guys..."

Andrew: "Yeah...he's a bold-head now. Let's go there."

............

Gopal: "Hare Krishna hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna hare hare, hare Rama, hare Rama, Rama Rama hare hare."

Zindy: "You're okay, Gopal?"

Gopal: "Jaya Radha madhava..."

Andrew: "Seems as if he is pretty okay, Zindy. Just leave him alone."

Zindy: "No. That's my godmother's cousin from India. She wouldn't be amused to see him sitting here, singing along with those people. I have to call her or even her father or something ....."

Andrew: "He seems to be happy....kinda sorta...."

Zindy: "Dressed in orange with no hair?! Singing like an idiot on the streets as if he's some nobody with no job? He's a programmer!"

Andrew: "What ever...I think he looks happy."

Zindy: "Then...join him!"

Andrew: "Nah...I don't think he looks that happy, Babe."

Zindy: "See!?"

..............


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The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part XXXVIII)

(At the same time....in Donna Anja's office/lounge/library...)


Laffy: "It's Zindy. Here is the telephone."

Donna Anja: "Zindy? ....Yes?....Cousin Gopal is a beggar?....He's sitting in the streets singing songs with the Hare Krishna people?....Okay....What's the problem?....He does not seem to be happy?....Okay, what the problem with that?.....Yeah, but that's nothing I'm concerned about....How are you?...Fine?....Where is Andrew?....Right next to you.....Let me talk to him, please.....Andrew? So, cousin Gopal is not happy?....Ohhh, he seem to be happy kinda sorta in your eyes?....Okay....What's the problem?...There is no problem? Good!....Yes, have a nice day too, bye bye."

Laffy: "I told you he's an idiot. Did I?"

Donna Anja: "Yes you did, but you're an idiot too. And so am I."

Laffy: "I have no further objections, judge. Where's my drink?"

[billfromtexas]

The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part XXXIX)

(The next day...somewhere in Hollywood...in some studio...)


Louis: "What does that mean he had a stroke? He's my main actor, dude!"

Emergency-doctor: "He's not comming back anytime soon, companiero. He had a stroke! That's a fact! For you to consider as being the case!"

Louis: "Okay. I got it. Poor dude. I hope he'll recover soon. Not just because...well...I'm not that selfish."

........

(In Donna Anja's office/lounge/library...a few minutes later...)


Laffy: "The father of your children..."

Donna Anja: (graps the phone) "Louis? What's up?....What?!?!...How terrible!....Ohhh, you come home because of that....today?....Ohhh, how nice!....No, Dad is not there....I think he's got a job to do somewhere....No, the kids are not at home either....Yes, I still have that black leather dress...."

.........

Laffy: "Seem as if someone gets layed tonight."

Donna Anja: "Take a day off, Laffy. I think you need it."

Laffy: "Nah...someone has to pick up the phone in the office. I'm in good standing anyway all the time. That's because my wife is not a buisness woman. Thank god!"

.........


(At JFK international airport...eight hours later....)

Louis: "Sorry, Babe. The pilot was an idiot. He took off too late and then...."

Donna Anja: "Nice suit. You look as if you just bought it."

Louis: "I did."

Donna Anja: "But the fedora is too much, Honey. Seriously."

Louis: "Nah...wearing a suit without a wearing a funky hat is just gross."

.............

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The Godmother - A short insight into the Throwdare family-buisness (part XXXX)

(At the same time...in some bar in Brooklyn...)

James: "Stavros, it's not neccessary to tell me how screwed up I am. I know that. Why are you hanging out with me anyway right now? I can drink you under the table all day long.....

....two more Gin-fizz, please!"

Stavros: "Lotta botha...nen you too diddit....ya'll betrayed me..."

James: "Sorry! Waiter?! Just one Gin-fizz, please."

..............

(Two hours later....in Donna Anja and Louis' house...)

Louis: "Lot's of chicks in Hollywood talk about having tantra-sex. I think that's like saying, "I'd like to have a heroic dose of mushrooms but don't wanna swallow."

Donna Anja: "So...you're not pleasing your young assistents?"

Louis: "No. I would if I would think they could stand it. But they don't seem to be able. Giggling pot-smoking chicks aren't that sexy."

Donna Anja: "Why not?"

Louis: "They need dad's not lovers."

Donna Anja: "By the way, you ruined my dress. I hope you can affort to buy me a new one."

..............

Louis: "So...that actor had a stroke and is not comming back on set anytime soon, the doctor said. Now you need to write a whole new story-line, Babe."

Donna Anja: "You want me to write his death?"

Louis: "Nah...not yet.

Donna Anja: "You want me to write him ...let's say he found true love and run away from his wife with his new girl-friend?"

Louis: "Too cheesy. And it isn't introduced yet that he had a girlfriend. Nah..."

Donna Anja: "What about he got a stroke and is in hospital now?"

Louis: "Too realistic."

[billfromtexas]

Somenothing! asked:

"But what if one knows one sees better knowing the experience is just an appearance?"

Source asked:

"By appearance do you mean a perceptual falsity?"

Somenothing asked:

"I dunno. What do you mean by perceptual falsity?"

Read more: spiritualteachers.proboards.com/thread/4132/world?page=5404#ixzz4KNHjDhXL


In some "schools" of "spirituality", for example the surat-shabt-yoga-school I was iniciated into, by having been given some "secret" mantra, called the simran, they say that when you "meditate" with closed eyes and repeat that mantra (the simran) silently, you will hear and see, with closed eyes, the so called inner worlds. And there are five of them. Like the so called five names of "god" the simran (mantra) is supposed to be all about.

And when one is really really into being a ...äh...figment...then you'll see and hear the inner sounds and see the inner worlds, which counts as a (valid) "meditation experience".

Yeah...I know...sounds crazy. And it indeed is.

So, what I think is the case here, is that it can be the case that people who have been subject to certain kinds of molestation as a child will indeed see and hear something while repeating this (or other) mantra. But the ones who did not suffer from that kind of brutality just don't respond to that particular mind-manipulation. Having been subject to brutality as a child can spoil ones ability to discern between inner and outer "reality".

In essence, what I wanna say here is: Some people, who have been subject to brutality, can not discern between inner and outer reality accurately, because they have been molested and that made them a subject to manipulation from people who deal in such things like pretending to be a knower of some sort. That's why they "obey" certain "teachings" and can not see the falsity in them. They have (temporarily) lost their ability to discern right from wrong, inner from outer, real from unreal.

"I came to the conclusion that spirituality is as dischardable as dish-water." (Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj)

[billfromtexas]

"If you know that there is no such thing as enlightenment, you're enlightened." (Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj)


And I would like to add to this:

There is no such thing as an enlightened person, whotsoever. There is no enlightenment. There is only the eternal dharma. And what that is, is a very private path, nobody can know about somebody elses path than oneself alone.

"Gate, gate...paragate...parasamgate...bodhi svaha!" ...means, in my understanding: As long as one single human being is excluded from knowing what needs to be known by that single human being, there is no Truth, whatsoever.

"All is a lie." (Jed McKenna)

All is just an imagination. And that is nothing to be worried about, unless the term imagination is seen as meaning false or wrong or just not true, which it doesn't mean. It means: It is an image in ones minds eye. And that can be a true-good-beautiful thing or the opposite. It's in the eye of the beholder.

"By the fruit you will know the tree." (Somewhere in the bible....that is said...)