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Rating: I thank Erika who provided me with the inputs of impersonal transcendence for a vision of beauty, harmony, and peace, and Francesco for the immeasurable earthly and astral support.
"Koan is a roaring tiger. Delay is its virtue. Stability is its principle. Indifferent hands touch the clouds. In the end, the beginning arrives without promises."
One cannot consider themselves evolved when they have not acquired total compassion for everything. To change the world and live true humanity, the system needs a change through diligent and ruthless work on oneself. For instance, we are under the yoke of a boomerang that returns amplified, violence amplifies violence, pain creates pain. If one wants this, okay, let's continue feeding Moloch, but I think it would be better to act differently by aiming at raising collective consciousness.
And so the pyramid scheme is an obstacle to any degree of levitation and is discovered to be a great scam in the long run. Our soulful savings towards growth through the progression of knowledge are, in every way, diverted and channeled into a funnel-pyramid where things work without the second mirror part of the construction, and we remain incomplete, continuing to nourish the deceptive part of π: solving a Koan can guide to higher visions of being. From the base to the top, the ascent as growth, but the road should continue to work the other way around.
What does one want? Detachment and isolation of the ego or opening to Oneness? The hourglass is frequented by letting the sand flow from the bottom to the top; the conquest of the summit passes through mastery of material life and then launches, from that pinch that speckles the sand grains, towards the infinite base of our being in the impersonal part of the inverted pyramid, where there are no holds that keep you on the ground floor.
As builders, we create reality, and potentially different realities exist, but by using our energies against something evil, we paradoxically foment duality, with the result of creating what we oppose. The more we think about something, the more tangible we make it. It would be necessary to cleanse our thoughts of all those residues that lead to identification and create a better world. Stop, surrender, use the energies, and create a world where there is no suffering. And the student asked the master: "How does one reach enlightenment?" And the master: "Easy, you must not think of monkeys." And from that moment, guess what the student started thinking about?
Thought creates, and words materialize, not immediately, fortunately, but it works this way. It's not easy for anyone to stop thoughts, but it's the only way... And this record adapts to the suspension of thoughts that is fundamental for the opening of visions of real life. And when a bit of the invisible that surrounds us manifests, I'm sure it is accompanied by this music which, thank goodness, has nothing to do with the tinkling of bells and chirping typical of those sleep-deprived New Age enthusiasts.
I see the (im)postures you assume when you start to feel this work, but there is only one posture to adopt here: the Pharaoh's position, the one with the smirk, later recycled by Vinci. With the "Visualization of the Temple," we drink from this fountain of truth, and everything becomes clearer to us; we are free from bodily coercions, we beatify ourselves in non-thought. The immediate reveals real life to us. "We are here, we are in the Light! I need nothing. The Cosmos is ours, our mind is pure." We are in our garden, the place where we deposit the "Good," our true bank. To gain frequency, in the scale of the spirit's energy, one uses the meditation of the Temple, moving away thoughts that, with their weight, lower our frequency.
The listening suggests a detachment from conventional rationality, casting an approach in searching for the area of non-thought within each of us where everything goes as it should and excludes misleading interferences of the ego, proposing the rejection of the sense of possession and desire. "Protect me from what I desire," as a prayer. So much so that the musical proposal turns out to be cynical in its dryness of exploration.
Let's let the enticing halo of "absence" settle and listen to this disappearance at the best of our invisibility. The bridge is thrown, and the impersonal joy for this contact is accompanied by these airs that, like a hurricane, flood the soul. Klaus Wiese & Co. with this "music" offer unparalleled moments of transcendental mysticism that translate you into absolute regions of existence. 'Na bella botta...
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