Sunday 10:30 a.m.
'If you are many, make war. If you are few, cast spells.' I've been re-reading Milarepa's biography today. A classic! Anyway, the uncle who ripped them off said this to his mother. A big mistake. If you haven't read the book, you should give it a go. Great story.
Physical bliss and mental ecstasy is what I was promised once in a book about meditation. That's what you get. Bliss. And eventually multiples of that. This, of course, is a wonderment. There's no reason why almost everyone couldn't get this. Sometimes when, like this afternoon, I was in enormous bliss, but like walking a thin line and waiting for something to go boom, I thought that this is what people are supposed to feel like. This is our birthright. Being able to go to the bliss.
They have beer banquets in Milarepa's biography. I went to do some missionary work at one down in Portobello last night. And to shout at the boxing on the telly. Didn't get home till five a.m. Dearie, dearie me!
Sunday, 14 November 2010
Friday, 12 November 2010
Blissed again!
Friday 11:20 p.m.
I had a drink last night just to see what it was like. I hadn't had a drink since last Thursday. It was quite good. The home brew tastes better if it's at least a week in the bottle. But it wasn't all that good. It wasn't as good as the bliss I missed because of it. I'm been getting so, so much bliss these days. I thought I'd be getting more heat, but it's back to the bliss again. And I'm not taking many vase breaths because of the strength of the afters. It's maybe at this point when I should just try to stay up for a while tonight and give it laldy.
Maybe it's at this point when you give it laldy, Hotboy, that the boiling hot kundalini goes squooshing all over the shop instead of behaving itself and just being nice. Maybe this is the point when you unleash the energies you cannot control and get carted off to the loony bin, Hotboy. That's a very pessimistic appraisal, Jack! This is where I've been going all along. Into ra bliss!! Forward! Forward! All my plans are simple!
I've been feeling very fortunate during my meditations today - before Bellshill, on the train, on the train back, then a couple of hours this evening - due to how wonderful I was feeling. The progressions are glorious to behold. I really am the most fortunate of fortunate creatures.
Oh, what a fortunate creature I am, I am! What a fortunate creature I am!
Forward! Forward! All my plans are simple is a quote from what play and film? The title starts with Oh.
I had a drink last night just to see what it was like. I hadn't had a drink since last Thursday. It was quite good. The home brew tastes better if it's at least a week in the bottle. But it wasn't all that good. It wasn't as good as the bliss I missed because of it. I'm been getting so, so much bliss these days. I thought I'd be getting more heat, but it's back to the bliss again. And I'm not taking many vase breaths because of the strength of the afters. It's maybe at this point when I should just try to stay up for a while tonight and give it laldy.
Maybe it's at this point when you give it laldy, Hotboy, that the boiling hot kundalini goes squooshing all over the shop instead of behaving itself and just being nice. Maybe this is the point when you unleash the energies you cannot control and get carted off to the loony bin, Hotboy. That's a very pessimistic appraisal, Jack! This is where I've been going all along. Into ra bliss!! Forward! Forward! All my plans are simple!
I've been feeling very fortunate during my meditations today - before Bellshill, on the train, on the train back, then a couple of hours this evening - due to how wonderful I was feeling. The progressions are glorious to behold. I really am the most fortunate of fortunate creatures.
Oh, what a fortunate creature I am, I am! What a fortunate creature I am!
Forward! Forward! All my plans are simple is a quote from what play and film? The title starts with Oh.
Thursday, 11 November 2010
Channels and Drops!
Thursday 4:50 p.m.
Meditating on the channels and (my) chakra symbols has just kind of crept back in. I decided with the reply I got to the email I sent to Teresa about getting put off in the summer allowed me do to what I liked. However, I was looking at having the channels and symbols as just something else to concentrate on, just another tool. And I'm back into the big vase breathing routines at times. But I am watching out and being careful.
The book on chakras by Johari seemed to indicate that the juice wouldn't start blasting through the chakras up your central channel until you had suspended the breath. This was re-assuring. A few years ago I would have laughed at the idea of yogis being able to, or having their breath stopped. Not breathing for a bit in other words. But not anymore. But that must be a long way down the track, so I reckoned using the channel and symbols wouldn't do any harm.
Bugger the cautionary principle, eh, Jack! I mean, I'm nearly sixty years old and already in the death zone with chummies falling off their perches left, right and centre! So long as I feel that I'm not going to hurt myself, I'm all for giving it the gun!!
Meditating on the channels and (my) chakra symbols has just kind of crept back in. I decided with the reply I got to the email I sent to Teresa about getting put off in the summer allowed me do to what I liked. However, I was looking at having the channels and symbols as just something else to concentrate on, just another tool. And I'm back into the big vase breathing routines at times. But I am watching out and being careful.
The book on chakras by Johari seemed to indicate that the juice wouldn't start blasting through the chakras up your central channel until you had suspended the breath. This was re-assuring. A few years ago I would have laughed at the idea of yogis being able to, or having their breath stopped. Not breathing for a bit in other words. But not anymore. But that must be a long way down the track, so I reckoned using the channel and symbols wouldn't do any harm.
Bugger the cautionary principle, eh, Jack! I mean, I'm nearly sixty years old and already in the death zone with chummies falling off their perches left, right and centre! So long as I feel that I'm not going to hurt myself, I'm all for giving it the gun!!
Wednesday, 10 November 2010
Wednesday Night Again!
Sorry about the duplicates!
The increasing amounts of bliss these days is not making me feel any closer to the flatheids. Sometimes, quite the opposite.
Flatheids just don't get the bliss. They have whole lifetimes without getting even a snifter of the bliss. This is a bit of a tragedy really, but if you never get it, you not going to miss it. Anyway, I never see anyone who meditates from one week to the next. There is no one really I could share these deathless delights with. You can experience it, but you can't properly describe it. Anyway, who wants to hear someone going on about the bliss when you're too dumb to meditate and have no idea what the hell he's talking about.
I'm back to all my old ways, the things with the chakras and channels and whatnot that the lama told me to lay off. But sometimes the bliss is so all consuming that you don't want to do or try anything else. Sometimes your daydreaming and have lost focus, and it just comes round of its own accord; you're maybe suddenly single-pointed in stonking great shedloads of the bliss.
I've been drunk just once on the home brew over the last fortnight.
I have a lot of appointments in front of me at the moment, but c'est la vie!
Saturday, 6 November 2010
Happy Anniversary!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eKXfqpg-Q-k&feature=fvst
We have accompanying music with this post, Jack. How multicultural!
Saturday 2:10 p.m.
We went to see the Keef Hartley Band in the dancehall in Stockbridge, which is no longer there. Then we went back to Bellvue Crescent to drop the half tabs of acid. I'd never dropped acid before. She said she had, but it turned out to be a smidgen in comparison. And it was only a tab split between the two of us. There was a lot of acid in the acid sometimes in them days.
This is from my diary.
'The colours etc were brilliant and at one point X's form seemed to be surrounded by a deep red flowing glistening jelly, while the immediate circumference of her body seemed to be emanating a luminous pink. The most beautiful thing I've ever seen.'
'We sat from half eleven (slept at half eight) till 7 p.m.just talking - brilliant communication and understanding had been set up and really out of the 24 hours, I'd spoken to her for 21 hours.'
That was forty years ago. I've been trying not to forget this anniversary all year. We've never marked it. I bought her a bunch of flowers and a box of chocolates today.
Well, Jack, it's just abut the first thing I've bought her in forty years! An actual present would have probably given her the vapours!
We have accompanying music with this post, Jack. How multicultural!
Saturday 2:10 p.m.
We went to see the Keef Hartley Band in the dancehall in Stockbridge, which is no longer there. Then we went back to Bellvue Crescent to drop the half tabs of acid. I'd never dropped acid before. She said she had, but it turned out to be a smidgen in comparison. And it was only a tab split between the two of us. There was a lot of acid in the acid sometimes in them days.
This is from my diary.
'The colours etc were brilliant and at one point X's form seemed to be surrounded by a deep red flowing glistening jelly, while the immediate circumference of her body seemed to be emanating a luminous pink. The most beautiful thing I've ever seen.'
'We sat from half eleven (slept at half eight) till 7 p.m.just talking - brilliant communication and understanding had been set up and really out of the 24 hours, I'd spoken to her for 21 hours.'
That was forty years ago. I've been trying not to forget this anniversary all year. We've never marked it. I bought her a bunch of flowers and a box of chocolates today.
Well, Jack, it's just abut the first thing I've bought her in forty years! An actual present would have probably given her the vapours!
Thursday, 4 November 2010
Safe
Thursday 22:43 p.m.
Have you ever felt that you were on your own and that nobody was looking after you? This is a fairly sensible position to adopt. If you're autistic, and who isn't? But if you feel as if you are getting looked after, even if you aren't getting looked after, then this is a better state of mind to be in, surely.
The supporting deity gave me a book on my fiftieth birthday. It's been lying around the floor for a couple of months until I picked it up a day or two ago. It's called Chakras by Harish Jonari. I started re-reading it. A fabuloso book, but maybe for dipping into.
When I was going to be fifty, I was trying to give up tobacco and alcohol, and be like my old man before I died at fifty two, when he was deided.
These are the yamas and the niyamas, as the boy says in this wonderful book about Chakras. It's an assemblage, a mental formation. This chakra stuff. However, you can feel it.
They're grunting in the caves, Jack. Our ancestors. Us. Not much different. We haven't got the words and all the descriptions, but we have the same spine and they must have felt that. Some yogi got the experience and then it just spilled down from there. If you do this, that happens.
The reason why I think I'm being looked after, is because I am getting looked after. Once, when I was evicted from this flat, and feeling sorry for myself with my case at the bus stop, this wonderful piece of good luck arose. That always happens to me. Unfortunately, people who fall out with me die horribly, and I don't think that's much use.
Have you ever felt that you were on your own and that nobody was looking after you? This is a fairly sensible position to adopt. If you're autistic, and who isn't? But if you feel as if you are getting looked after, even if you aren't getting looked after, then this is a better state of mind to be in, surely.
The supporting deity gave me a book on my fiftieth birthday. It's been lying around the floor for a couple of months until I picked it up a day or two ago. It's called Chakras by Harish Jonari. I started re-reading it. A fabuloso book, but maybe for dipping into.
When I was going to be fifty, I was trying to give up tobacco and alcohol, and be like my old man before I died at fifty two, when he was deided.
These are the yamas and the niyamas, as the boy says in this wonderful book about Chakras. It's an assemblage, a mental formation. This chakra stuff. However, you can feel it.
They're grunting in the caves, Jack. Our ancestors. Us. Not much different. We haven't got the words and all the descriptions, but we have the same spine and they must have felt that. Some yogi got the experience and then it just spilled down from there. If you do this, that happens.
The reason why I think I'm being looked after, is because I am getting looked after. Once, when I was evicted from this flat, and feeling sorry for myself with my case at the bus stop, this wonderful piece of good luck arose. That always happens to me. Unfortunately, people who fall out with me die horribly, and I don't think that's much use.
Wednesday, 3 November 2010
The flat out bliss!
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I took the photies at the weekend when I was up at the hut.
Lying down, I never get anything like the bliss I can get sitting up. When I lie down to take a nap - which I often do these days after my dinner or lunch or when I get back from the jobbie and eat something - I always get some bliss these days. Maybe it's in proportion to the bliss you might get sitting up. So when the bliss is increasing in its enormity as it is at the moment, lying down to take a nap like that is something you could never experience without all those wonderful hours you'd put in meditating. And you can go to sleep in the bliss and waken up in the bliss. This doesn't happen at night. Not yet.
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