mien_mo_man

AND IT'S REALLY, SORRY BUT I HAVE TO WRITE IT IN CAPITAL LETTERS, IT'S REALLY HEARTBREAKING THAT THE PEOPLE WHO HANG OUT ON DEBASER, USUALLY NOT VERY ADEPT IN THEIR RELATIONSHIP WITH THE HOLY ROMAN CHURCH BECAUSE THEY OFTEN DO NOT SHARE CERTAIN DOGMAS, BAD HABITS, AND CLICHÉS, DECIDE TO LET THE DONKEY FALL RIGHT ON MONEY. SHOWING DISAFFECTION TOWARDS THOSE WHO WANT TO FREE YOU FROM ECONOMIC (BUT NOT ONLY) SLAVERY, YOU PLAY THE CHURCH'S GAME, WHICH WANTS YOU ALL NOT ADEPT IN YOUR WAY OF CONCEIVING MONEY, WHICH WANTS YOU ALL NOT FREE AND WEAK, WHICH WANTS YOU PERMANENTLY FIGHTING BETWEEN DESIRING SOMETHING AND DENYING IT... WHILE YOU PONDER ON ALFIO BARDOLLA AND THE PUNISHER, THE VATICAN LOOKS AT YOU AND IS PISSING ITSELF WITH LAUGHTER, WHILE FILLING ITS POCKETS WITH THE MONEY OF ALL THE SHEEP OF THE WORLD. YOU INCLUDED.

PUNISHER, you recently wrote about Osho, about things you can buy on Macrolibrarsi, etc., and I followed your reviews with great interest (the extensive quote from a Stuart Wilde book on my page speaks for itself), but it is frankly disheartening to see the reactions from everyone on DeBaser, which has made me lose the desire to try on my own. I just wanted to tell you that Bardolla himself, in a dvd that came with the course I attended, speaks to his audience about this very thing... We have a relationship with money that is subjugated by centuries of the past: MONEY IS EVIL, POWER CORRUPTS, BEHIND EVERY GREAT FORTUNE LIES A GREAT CRIME, MONEY DOES NOT BUY HAPPINESS, etc... However, if we look towards other cultures, primarily Calvinist ones, the effect is exactly the opposite: money is used to allow your loved ones to live better, to support their inclinations, to fulfill your and their desires, to do good for others, to realize your dreams, to pay for trips to places you want to visit, to pay for lessons for the things you want to learn, etc... AND THOSE WHO TEACH THESE THINGS ARE AUTHENTIC MESSENGERS OF GOD!!!! That’s why people who deal with workshops, seminars, NLP, counseling in America are so successful!!! Here, however, they are seen as someone who wants to squeeze money out of you, someone who wants to screw you over... But it's just a matter of cultural and old Catholic legacies.

Here there is a great misunderstanding. A very big misunderstanding. Alfio Bardolla, who is not a trickster (and he explained why to me at a seminar on forex that I attended), rarely talks about wealth but rather about INDEPENDENCE. In other words, he wants to help you transition from a cash flow quadrant (What?) as an employee, or a freelancer, to a cash flow quadrant as an INDEPENDENT. You, as a person who works for money, become ONE WHOSE MONEY WORKS FOR YOU. Then, whether you only need 300 euros a month to get by or you want 3 million, for Bardolla what matters is that you know how to make those 300 or 3 million in such a way that you don’t even have to get out of bed to go to work, that they are automatic income.

Bad, very bad... I won't give you a 1 because you do share an interest in an artist I’m sensitive to as well... You should have talked and gone on about why people always want to be more than what they are, you should have motivated the reasons why Heap, who started with the intent of being a cold Morrisette, finally found her place in the more reassuring cool sphere, as we see her somewhat reassessed by the masses (Hide and Seek), can't hold back and goes again, for the umpteenth time, on the assault of the charts, at the cost of compromising quality once again... This desire to have a full purse and a drunk wife, this longing of Heap to force the camel through the eye of a needle: this (for me, let it be clear) is the meaning of this new album.

KOSMO= as far as I know, and as far as I seem to understand, not all the things you say are needed... There are many techniques, and it is also true that people like Jesus mixed Indian wisdom with that of Egypt. Pythagoras, for example, studied for 20 years in the pyramids... I don't think the Egyptians taught kundalini, but I wasn't there, mind you. Thinking it over, maybe it was easier for them to just have sex!!! To me, who, like you by the way, joined Wicca years ago, no one ever told me that to open the third eye I had to do kundalini, but simple MEDITATION, or what could be called TRANSCENDENTAL MEDITATION, the type described for absolute beginners by Battiato in his recent single INNERES AUGE. Meditation and visualization as daily exercises, according to the teachings of Alexander Gardner and Peter Cunningham. Otherwise, Kosmo (no offense intended), you would be claiming that no Western man, before Indian culture arrived in the West, was capable of opening the third eye except for the son of God simply because he was the son of God: that seems a bit much, for heaven's sake! KUNDALINI AND KUNTAMINCHIATE...

Uh, stoneY. forgive me.

@STONET: if you feel like stepping into the wonderful world of one of the true superheroes, the ones from real life, then I recommend you meet and enter the Universe (it's really the case to say) of Stuart Wilde.

Sex opens the third eye... it’s the spark that ignites an engine, an engine that connects you to the divine. The triangle marked by the eyes, the opposite of that represented by the female genital organ. Sex as a tool for prayer and for identifying the divine rather than for attaining earthly pleasure. And even as earthly pleasure, much more "pleasant" indeed than all other pleasures, because it is immediately visible and felt that it is something not or not only earthly. In France, they call orgasm la petite mort, for example. Christ, who, unlike what is written in the aforementioned little novel, would not have needed Mary Magdalene or sex, as he was endowed with such a developed third eye and such refined powers that he did not need sex at all as a propulsive tool to establish a connection that was never interrupted. All things we should know before writing and speaking, even if perhaps the fact of having been good reviewers or having read many novels or seen many films makes us all feel a bit like great connoisseurs of the universe and the laws that govern it...

It annoys me to reply, just as Emerson said (the second time I quote this maxim of his) Whether you believe it or not, you are right... So if you think I’m a jerk and the only real show-off in the world, you are right. There’s no point in being here saying “no, it was you,” “NO, IT’S YOU,” “no you,” and so on. If I seemed showy to you, then I was showy. Reality is a subjective concept: it is not the same for two people if the two people are different from one another (this is also an obvious statement, but it isn't written in this book). However, I was not showy with Osho, who in my opinion has a lot to teach, even with his little books that, according to some (a respectable opinion but one I do not share), if you read them after the age of 40, then life has not been generous with you in terms of experiences... In my view, the things written here are precious. For example, when Cornell talks about sex understood as prayer, he speaks of love, affection, and at that point I expect him to start quoting my religion teacher from high school (now an assessor in my municipality for the PDL) on the consecrated union (given that Cornell could also delve into marriage and premarital virginity), when the only thing Osho aimed at was sex as a tool for individuation and reaching the divine (have you ever heard of sex as a mechanism for connecting with God - maybe you’ve seen The Da Vinci Code - or of tantra?) and not as an exchange of affectionate attentions (which in themselves are not bad but are not essential for praying with sex). A European always ends up talking about sex and love, about money being a dirty thing, and so on... Let me tell you something: in my area there was Saman, the rehabilitation community for drug addicts (does anyone remember a certain Mauro Rostagno?), all children of Osho rebranded (Mauro was "Sanatano") and this wonderful community healed addicts by making them rejoice, have fun, ride in Rolls, swim naked in the pool, dance, and enjoy life. It showed you life as it was and how it could be happy and free, and you fell in love with it. Your drug became the desire to live, your drug became life. Well, in my area, dominated by mafia, Socialists and Christian Democrats, eaters of every kind, Freemasonry, bad politics, and ignorance, not to mention a certain crude old Catholicism that still seems not to have liberated your minds, this orange hippie was the only one capable of saving human lives and leaving an indelible mark on the conscience of each of us, and all this is thanks to Osho and his teachings that many here consider stuff for kids.

Putting Nuno in the same category as Osho and justifying it the way you did seemed rather boastful to me. Asking me to write two reviews (twice, for a total of four reviews) came off as pretentious. I want to emphasize that, in my opinion, someone who gives a 1 to Osho like that, without clearly distinguishing between a remedy for constipation and this book (oh yes, adding smiles, sure, the smiles), deserves a harsh comment, and I had the guts to provide it. Now, if you say I did wrong, that's your opinion: I sleep soundly because I believe you really exaggerated. That said, it's not that you have to be perfect, and I am certainly not the embodiment of divine perfection for having called you out, that’s for sure. And maybe, in trying to correct someone, I might even make mistakes worse than what I'm trying to correct, but I believe a signal needed to be sent: you don't give a 1 to Osho without having read him, not comparing him (with smiles, yes, with smiles, okay) to a laxative. Generally, you rate what you know, and I just can't grasp how you could misunderstand Osho so much. You have always been an excellent and admirable reviewer; I don't understand what happened to you. Rating something the way the reviewer presented it? Instead, you should rate the reviewer, perhaps tearing them apart, because they poorly justified their reasons, ending up making the work seem like an ad for laxatives! Anyway, you’re absolutely right: I haven't posted any reviews since March and I'm having a bit of trouble with the keyboard, especially since I'm writing from a notebook. So let’s make a deal: I'll post 4 reviews, or I’ll write 2 reviews and post each one twice, and you go back to reread "Jack Frusciante è uscito dal gruppo" for the 14th time. Who knows, maybe someday you'll manage to outline a map of Burgess's complete works contained in that little novel. And after all, while at sixteen, people like me were reading Osho, those like you were reading Brizzi. Nonetheless, despite this momentary lapse in style, you have always been brilliant.