Guest guest Posted August 7, 2001 Report Share Posted August 7, 2001 Sorry Das that I didn't get your story as a metaphor, at first... (Neither did Mani, it seems, by the way). I apologize for thoughts I had reading the story, with the assumption and expectation of a literal experience. Nice story Das. Anna Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 7, 2001 Report Share Posted September 7, 2001 Dear Listmembers, Raghu wrote a little story: couched as reminiscences, it was purely invented! Actually he gave enough clues in the story to say that it was invented. His references to a Mom, totally irrelevant to the actual tale, plus the mention of a laptop, should be enough. To me, Raghu´s message was clear: things happen when the time is ripe for them. we have to keep striving, though, for if we don´t, the opportunity will be lost! But in the end, only our intentions count: the president´s life was finished anyhow, what counted was the attempt to save his life. JFK was born to be killed. His death had a message, which Lyndon Johnson ignored! Raghu´s story has more facets than I can analyse. Raghu is my adopted son, in whom I am well-pleased! He has said something that you should understand. And where is the sesne of humour? Humour is not in laughing at the misfortunes of others, laughing when someone slips and falls on a banana skin, or hits the nail on his thumb - but when it is YOU who is the victim of such mishaps! Raghu´s story is a modern version of the Bagavad Gita: for those who have ears! regards Mani Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 8, 2001 Report Share Posted September 8, 2001 a.r. wrote: > Sorry Das that I didn't get your story as a metaphor, at first... (Neither > did Mani, it seems, by the way). I got the story as an allegory or parable, but did not know whether Raghu invented it or was sharing the story without mentioning who the author was! There was nothing even remotely connected with a laptop in 1963 anywhere in the world. All that is micro in a computer today was super super MACRO, most computers could not even store a programme in memory permanently, after switching off the power. The (poor) equivalent of a home PC was usually housed in a big hall - all the disks, often 2 feet in diameter, had to be there too - which was airconditioned to a temperature of 22 +- 0.5 deg C! It was the moon landing project that led to size reductions, in a terrible struggle to make a computer that could fit into the capsule. This was achieved only perhaps in 1968 or so. regards Mani I apologize for thoughts I had reading the > story, with the assumption and expectation of a literal experience. > Nice story Das. > > Anna > > > > > > > > gjlist- > > > > Your use of is subject to > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 8, 2001 Report Share Posted September 8, 2001 I was hoping the ref. to a laptop in 63, and saying "my new mom" would make it obvious I was being funny. I used JFK because his death is so well known. That's the only reason I zapped back to 63. The point of the thing was, we have foreknowledge in our hands (to some degree), us Jyotishis as a group, and the natural mental conclusions (philosophy, right thinking, truth) that flow from that thing- realizing foreknowledge exists, realizing it is true, that there IS foreknowledge, well, that is so intense, it HAS TO BE ignored, because even the MOST ENLIGHTENED have a VERY hard time facing it. Basically, you CANNOT look at God, it's TOO BRIGHT. I am capable of suddenly seeing these things in small story form. I see Bob cowered in his old age, sortof still amazed at the fact that a little boy could have known the truth about JFK, and seeing that the revelations of that in his own mind still his ashram leaders, who are supposed to be helping him on his way to truth, they still don't see it, and he himself still doesn't see it, and I see him sitting there in his yoga class all confused. I see everyone all confused, as they are, which is how they are. Confused. We're living like "permanent", hung somewhere in some void in some suspended, maintained, energy, and we're supposed to feel groovy about that? Impossible. So it was another buzz of the tower, muse of the paradox. If I was there I guess I wouldn't be here. And I cannot grasp "30% free will", or whatever number. It seems that "freedom" would create "chaos". True freedom means, in any percentage, that some things, those percentage, could go "any way at all". If that were true, then the remaining could not be "predetermined", because surrounding factors, the other free percentage of reality, would have changed, so conditions would not be "right" for the other percentage to functon as pre-planned. Both cars have to be there, to crash. You can't have any percentage of free will at all. If the doctor is SUPPOSED to treat a dieing patient, it can't be that the patient lives. It has to die to complete the whole collective karma. So there is or is not, predeterminism. That's my personal conclusion so far. I have noticed that "Hindu leaders" carefully evade fully committing to predeterminism as a reality, often. I have struggled with that, because I can't help but think it exists, so far. So I spend my mental time when pondering these matters thinking of what it should mean to live with this knowledge, for peace and progress on the relative level, or does it mean no peace, and no progress, in fact, for the thinker of such things, etc. The mundane forces us to move on and work, and live, as normal. In how we experience that moment to moment life of mundane things, while knowing a bigger picture, is of interest I feel, and I guess that's the stuff of sadhana or practice of life. Das Goravani 2852 Willamette St # 353 Eugene OR USA 97405 or Fax: 541-343-0344 "Goravani Jyotish" Vedic/Hindu Astrology Software Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 8, 2001 Report Share Posted September 8, 2001 What are we free to choose in a world of millions of illusions? Not one of them is true(eternal)?And for all their seeming differences they are still illusions.I do have my preferences,but isn't the only real choice between truth and illusion?I am not free to establish what that choice is ,as it is the only one?And in the end since illusions are not real ,they can only be believed in,but can not be made into reality ,except in my fantasies, thus the only"choice" there is, is to choose the truth, which once chosen makes clear that all illusions never were at all!What kind of "choice" is that?Perhaps my only freedom is to choose the moment in the illusion of time/maya when I remember the eternal,and wake up from the dream of duality in which choice seems to exist?When Buddha was questioned as to how he was different from others, he answered,"I am awake!"While we believe in/experience our dreams,it seems we must make decisions,but in the end,perhaps there is only the choice to awaken?A frustrated free will fanatic Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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