01-17-2009, 01:12 AM
(01-16-2009, 10:50 PM)freemason Wrote: One must admire the wanderers, the brothers and sisters of sorrow, undergoing the veil of forgetting, risking the loss of polarity. While the many becoming aware of the Law of One, desire so greatly to get beyond this cycle, That desire to some degree must be illusion. It is difficult to stop trying, to work on disciplines of respecting the temple for its own sake. The thoughts of graduation don't necessarily lead to " going forth joyfully" at least for me anyway.
It is an interesting thought expressed. But one must balance the remembering that the wanderers who do choose the wandering path do so not only as a sole means of assisting, but also as the opportunity to crystallize and excel their own opportunity for even greater polarization to themselves as well for the trouble of the tribulation they chose. Sweet irony. No? Loving the other is no less noble than is loving the self , and vice-versa, in as much as they hold the same dynamic. Propelling the other holds a direct and proportionate relationship to propelling the self, as does the propelling of self for and to the other. The existentialist asks, in a vacuum without the mystics understanding, does Altruism then truly exist(?), given that the greatest humanitarian presumably receives something in exchange of the giving, even if nothing else than the the sheer joy it brings him to do so which is the payoff. This would be the philosophical answer in response, as a result of an uninformed heart, judged in appearance as the cynics response. The mystic's answer lies in the fact that "I am you as he as me as we are all together" as expressed succinctly and pointedly by the late John Lennon in 'I am the Walrus'. The mystic would say in full knowingness that indeed we are all one. As such, being a 'brother of sorrow' holds the sameness of being as does a 'brother of joy' at once, in as much as giving to the other is an act of giving to the self, as is receiving from the other the same as giving to the other. Ra might equate the offerer/recipient to the recipient/offerer as much the same dynamic as is a teach/learning to a learn/teaching. Not only are we as individuals as though one side of the coin to the other, for and to the other, as much as we are to ourselves as though one side of the coin within ourselves to ourselves holding simultaneously the capacity of potentiated energy of being the other at once. It requires only the choice maker to choose. The dynamic of an experience then too holds also the potential simultaneously of both polarities at once. Its the choosing that gives life to the experience, as much as the choice maker that makes it so.
"The thoughts of graduation don't necessarily lead to " going forth joyfully" at least for me anyway" , as you express, is a choice. You may give yourself the permission to do so in total joy with reckless abandonment whilst performing the Snoopy Dance in full glee should you choose so instead, or not, in as much as you may lock yourself into a definition that "Sorrow" means sorrow in the colloquial context it may be interpreted in, which then may structurally lock you tightly into a stricture of your choosing of necessarily identifying with being sad. An example might be in order: As a father I am a "Father of Sorrow" for my child through the total abandonment of self in love for the sheer joy it brings me, allowing me to be a "Father of Ecstasy" as a result of loving to such a capacity that it hurts so much that I wish to wail in the sweet delight of the pain. Sweet irony at Play In The Field of the Lord of dynamics, verbiage, strictured definition to same, understanding, perception, all equaling the experience of the choice maker we are in the choosing. How absolutely confounding, delightful, painful, joyous, paralyzing, freeing up of a thought. Choose not to be going forth joyfully, to instead going forth joyfully then. Forth you will go no doubt irrespective in graduation, in stagnation, in degradation, all ultimately leading to growth in graduation.... "o-o-o-p-s, I did it again" as the great sage sang once long ago.
Be well whilst going forth,
Q