Aum Gung
Ganapathaye Namah
Namo tassa bhagavato arahato samma-sambuddhassa
Homage to The Blessed One, Accomplished and
Fully Enlightened
In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most
Merciful
Test Diary
A Collection of Articles, Notes and References
Chapter 30
(July 2006)
(Revised: Monday, November 06, 2006)
By
A Pseudo Monk
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By any other name would smell as sweet.
- William Shakespeare
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8 "... Freely you received, freely
give”.
-
Matthew 10:8 :: New American Standard Bible (NASB)
The attempt to make God just in the eyes of sinful men will always
lead to error.
- Pastor William L. Brown.
1 “But mark this:
There will be terrible times in the last days.
2 People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their
parents, ungrateful, unholy,
3 without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good,
4 treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather
than lovers of God—
5 having a form of
godliness but denying its
power. Have nothing to do with them.
6 They are the kind who worm their way into homes and gain control over weak-willed women, who are loaded down with sins and are swayed by all
kinds of evil desires,
7 always
learning but never able
to acknowledge the truth.
8 Just as Jannes and Jambres opposed Moses,
so also these men oppose the
truth--men of
depraved minds, who, as far as
the faith is concerned, are rejected.
9 But they will not get very far because, as in the case of those
men, their folly
will be clear to everyone.”
-
2 Timothy 3:1-9 :: New International Version (NIV)
The right to be left alone – the most comprehensive of rights, and the right most valued by a free people
-
Justice Louis Brandeis, Olmstead v.
15 I know thy works, that
thou art neither cold nor hot: I would
thou wert cold or hot.
16 So then because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spue thee out of my
mouth.
-
Revelation 3:15-16 :: King James Version (KJV)
6 As he saith also in another place, Thou art a priest for ever after the order of Melchisedec.
-
Hebrews 5:6 :: King James Version (KJV)
3 Without father, without mother, without descent, having neither beginning of days, nor end of life; but made like unto the Son of God; abideth a priest continually.
- Hebrews 7:3 :: King James Version (KJV)
Therefore, I say:
Know your
enemy and know yourself;
in a hundred
battles, you will never be defeated.
When you
are ignorant of the enemy but know yourself,
your chances of
winning or losing are equal.
If ignorant both of your
enemy and of yourself,
you are sure to be defeated in every battle.
-- Sun Tzu, The Art of War, c. 500bc
There are two ends not to
be served by a wanderer. What are these two? The pursuit of desires and of the pleasure which springs from desire, which
is base, common, leading to rebirth, ignoble, and unprofitable; and the pursuit of pain and
hardship, which is grievous, ignoble, and unprofitable.
- The Blessed One, Lord Buddha
3 Neither let the son of
the stranger, that hath joined himself to
the LORD, speak, saying, The LORD hath utterly separated me from his people: neither let the eunuch say, Behold, I am a dry tree.
-
Isaiah 56:3 :: King James Version (KJV)
21
But this kind does not go out
except by
prayer and fasting.
-
Matthew
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I receive numerous letters of pathetic tales of dissipated, lost youth. The recent trend in the increase of vulgar, cheap and aphrodisiac literature and obscene films, both Indian and Western, had added to the miseries of misguided youth. Loss of the vital energy creates great fear in their mind. The body becomes weak, memory fails, the face becomes ugly and the young man is not able to remedy his pitiable condition due to shame. But there is no cause for despair. Even if a few of the hints in the following pages are observed, he will develop the correct attitude to life and will lead a disciplined spiritual life and ultimately attain supreme bliss.
Difference
between physiological pollution and pathological pollution
Spermatorrhoea is involuntary seminal discharge. Nocturnal discharge, night pollution, Svapna-Dosha, wet dream are all synonymous terms. Ayurvedic doctors call this disease Sukra-Megha. This is due to the evil habits in youth. In severe cases, discharges occur in daytime also. The patient passes semen along with urine during micturition. If there is occasional discharge, you need not be alarmed a bit. This may be due to heat in the body, or the pressure of loaded bowels or bladder on the seminal bags. This is not a pathological condition.
Night pollution is of two kinds, namely, physiological
pollution and pathological pollution. In
physiological pollution, you will be refreshed. You should not be afraid
of this act. You should not mind if the discharge
of semen is very occasional. You need not worry about it. This is also a slight
flushing of the apparatus or a periodical cleansing through a slight overflow
from the reservoir in which the semen is stored up. This act may not be
attended with evil thoughts. The person may not be aware of the act during the
night. Whereas, in
pathological pollution, the act is accompanied by sexual thoughts. Depression follows. There is irritability, languishment,
laziness, inability to work and concentrate.
Occasional discharges are of no consequence, but frequent nocturnal pollutions
cause depression of spirits, debility, dyspepsia, low
spirits, loss
of memory, severe pain in the back,
headache, burning of the eyes, drowsiness and burning sensation at urination or during the flow of
semen. The semen becomes very thin.
Causes
and consequences
Wet dreams and spermatorrhoea may be due to various causes like constipation, a loaded stomach, irritation-producing or wind-producing food, impure thoughts and long self-abuse done in ignorance.
Seminal weakness, nocturnal emissions, lascivious dreams and all other effects of an immoral life will surely lead one to a miserable state of living if not checked by proper medicines. But these medicines cannot produce a permanent cure. One can get temporary relief during the time one takes the medicine. Even doctors of the West admit that such medicines cannot effect a permanent cure. The moment the medicine is discontinued, the patient will find his disease all the worse. In some cases, the patient becomes impotent by the use of drugs. The only effective permanent cure can be had through the system of ancient Yoga. Nasti Yogat Param Balam. There is no strength higher than that of Yoga. The different methods given in this book will enable you to get success if practiced regularly.
(Reference: Swami Sivananda. (1997) Practice
of Brahmacharya. (WWW Edition) Himalayas,
Test Diary
July 2006
Saturday, July 01, 2006
Emission Nil
How do you feel?
TO CONTINUE
0045 a.m.
– 0600 a.m. 5:15 Sleep
Written around 0725 a.m.
Saturday, July 01, 2006
Revised around 1114 a.m.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
0600 a.m.
– 0613 a.m. 0:13 Lay on mat, not sleepy
Listen to the voices of
the monitoring medical representative family...
Written around 0725 a.m.
Saturday, July 01, 2006
Revised around 1205 p.m. Tuesday, July
25, 2006
0613 a.m.
– 0620 a.m. 0:07 Sit
on mat, not sleepy
0620 a.m.
– 0625 a.m. 0:05 Standup; prostrate;
untie mosquito net; fold net, blanket, and mat; go to toilet
Kani-chu-kondu nata-nal mati...keep on showing her face to him...
Ager-ku bran-thu ila-kum...he will run mad...
- A discussion of the monitoring medical
representative family...
What the court of law
needs to note is that the stalkers are aware that the victim can run mad...and
yet they continue the stalking...and surveillance...
The court also need to
examine expert psychiatrists and psychologists on what would the state of the mind
of a victim with constant feeling of being monitored...how that monitoring
feeling affect his or her day-to-day life...how less productive that person
will be...whether in a work environment or educational environment...or
whatever...
And when you carry that
vegetable condition of the victim...over many a year...you can understand...how
silently the stalkers are destroying the victim’s life...without even
talking face to face...to the victim...
Written around 0753 a.m.
Saturday, July 01, 2006
Revised around 1205 p.m. Tuesday, July
25, 2006
All that the women
stalkers do is keep on appearing before the victim...at different places...
And if someone does ask
the obsessed woman on why this show-off, she got the excuse, ‘I was
standing there to ask him...’
And the court is expected
to believe that answer,...that on the past hundreds
and hundreds of coincidences, the women were just standing there to talk to
him!...
6+ years...10+ years of
stalking...none of the women have approached the victim...to talk face to
face...
And they expect me to
silently suffer...their coincidences...their stalking...their 24x7 audio-visual
surveillance...doing nothing...to them...as well to my own
‘vegetable’ personal life...
A single conversation...I
yearned for...where I can tell that shit face...bluntly...that I am not
interested in her rotten hole...would have stopped all this...BUT it never
happened...
Just because you happen
to glance...on ‘a few’ occasions...on different days...on the
road...the same woman stranger...doesn’t mean you can approach
that...’have had seen before’... somewhere...familiar-looking...shitface...and tell her straight away to the face...in an
aggressive tone...with compressed anger...’I AM NOT INTERESTED IN YOUR
ROTTEN HOLE...OKAY??’...That shitface will
naturally lodge a complaint with the police for indecent behavior...You can
only tell what you yearn to tell when the whore approaches you with an
introductory conversation, say in a bus stop...’What is your
name?’...’Where do you live’...’Is this the bus
stop’...
By continued cyberstalking...and audiovisual surveillance...zooming and
reading my private diary notes...they know that this is what I feel about
them...Does that foreknowledge stop them from continuing the surveillance?...
For 6+ years...10+years...it
hasn’t...they just want me to change my opinion about them as whores...to
something like virgins...of impeccable character and integrity...with fresh
holes, instead of rotten ones...covered with nascent black hairs, instead of
worms...
Which as the days drag
on...just doesn’t change...the same whore becomes a whore multiplied
thousands of times...
They just continue the
surveillance...and coincidences...as if asking silently,...
When are you going to
take a look at this ‘beautiful’ cesspit hole??...
WHY??...
Don’t you know how
long I have been waiting...for you to pull down my underwear...and do what you
feel to do...
Do what??...
Written around 1202 p.m.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Revised around 1130 p.m.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
0625 a.m.
– 0655 a.m. 0:30 Undress, emission
check, defecate, wash, brush teeth, wipe
Considerable fecal
particles on the top layer of water...the rest of the few area...of the top
layer of water had less bubbles...was mostly clear...as noted by the monitoring
medical representative family...
For certain events they
choose not to comment anything...
Maybe on certain days,
they may choose not to look at certain events either...for the sole purpose,
that I anyway will be documenting as being monitored...but that specific event
they choose not to monitor...thus they can prove to a third person that my
documentation is wrong...
Now how am I going to
know when they are choosy or not...so I consider 24-hour monitoring ongoing...irrespective
of whether they are choosy or not...for the devices they use are capable of
providing detailed observation...round the clock...
In the first place, they
should not have had access to...bought...spend money on...procure...such
privacy violation spy devices...having those devices with them, and then trying to prove that they
didn’t look at anything,
is just not acceptable...
Written around 0738 a.m.
Saturday, July 01, 2006
Revised around 1205 p.m. Tuesday, July
25, 2006
0655 a.m.
– 0700 a.m. 0:05 Rice and water for
birds
0700 a.m.
– 0705 a.m. 0:05 Ayurvedic
medicine (lehiyam); kisses to parents
0705 a.m.
– 0710 a.m. 0:05 Read today’s
Malayalam local newspaper
0710 a.m.
– 0815 a.m. 1:05 Diary notes on
computer: Daily notes; update daily
trackers: Emission, readings,
expenses; notes
To Continue
Saturday, July 15, 2006
To Continue
It was a rush
time...young men and women leaving the office after shift change...and those
entering office to start night shift...through the open door, I went into
Iridium...towards the Training office...the electronic card reader is near the
glass door...and around 5-10 women there...in a hurry to scan their cards and
leave office...
As I walked past them,
suddenly a young woman in that crowd...jump out of the crowd...and tightly held
my hand...for a brief second...and she quickly let go and merged back to the
crowd...as if nothing happened...
I didn’t even
bother to care...who held my hand...nor even to look
who she is...how she looked...
From the corner of my
eye, I believe it was a woman in light green churidar...
Anyway, it is hard for
this woman to control herself...as her action proves...
And such women will
naturally do all sort of horrible things in bed...in the event of a sex bout
with any man...
To be in a fish market
would be far better...than to be near that trembling bed...when such a woman
undergoes copulation...insertion...by diverse means...
You can naturally expect
all sort of wild things - weeping...cries...moans...abuses...yells...shrieks...curses...shouts
to stop...threats to kill...promises to mutilate...vows to
disfigure...purrs...cajoling...praises...lauding...requests for
more...begging...pleading for a bit extra...and further weeping...accompanied
by drooling...urinating...bleeding...maybe even defecating in bed...by the
uncontrollable woman...in heat...
I wonder, if it was that fat dark woman of a senior batch...Today,
she was in light green churidar...
The word
‘prettiness’ is not in her dictionary...a look to her fat face will
give the impression of a dark fat toad...that short nose has sharp slanting
sides...resembling just the nose of a toad...Remember the huge toad-like
character in the Star Wars movie ‘The Empire Strikes Back’...one
who tries to put the hero into a sandpit...to be devoured by a carnivore...This
woman’s nose is similar to that toad-like character...
And what amuses me is,
this ugly specimen is obsessed...Remember last Sunday, when she tried to lure
me into a night shift...alone with her in the training lab...she even send a
colleague...a male student of her batch...as an emissary...to enquire whether I
do stay back...for night shift also,...after all the tiredness of the afternoon
shift...Just imagine spending a night with a dark toad...in an air conditioned
room...with the lights of the computer monitors serving as candle lights...and
the toad got all the characteristics of uncontrollability...(as noted
above)...when in heat...
Such a night will be a
nightmare...which you will never ever forget in your life time!...however hard you try to...
The irony thus is...I
consider that woman as an ugly toad...but she acts as a beautiful nymph...badly
in want of me...
Two opposing things which
never ever come together...
And all her activities are
closely watched...by the medical representative family...the mother and
daughter duo...during the last week...since last Sunday...
Since that Sunday,
whenever this woman happen to come near me...display all sort of sexy
moves...overtures...advances...of her obsession...of trying to strike up a
conversation...are all being watched closely by the mother and daughter...as if
this toad is only an extension of the sucker...Trivandrum
stalker...one who is actually in the field...right now...to draw the man into
sex...while the sucker...is behind the scenes watching the drama...
Something like trying to
please the man with various appetizers...before the main course...As if all
these women who try to give themselves to him...have sex with him...are only
akin to appetizers...
The main course...the sex
sirens...the sex queens like the Australian stalker and the Trivandrum
stalker...are just waiting...for the main event...of serving the main food to
the man...food supposed to be so tasty...hot...mouth-watering (a term the
Australian stalker uses!)...and delicious...that the man stays awake all
night...eating and drinking...making himself happy...¹a food which to one
woman...it is more than 10 years of preparation...while to the other...of
nearly 6 years of preparation...
It is sad to ponder
that...that very food was more fresh...young and beautiful looking...pleasing
to the eyes...10 years ago...and 6 years ago...After all these years, the food
got dark...pale...lack in luster...in effect, old...and stale...
Imagine serving me...a 10
year old food...a 6 year old food...with all the accompanying putrefaction
etc...
The sex queens of
yesterday...the nymphs...just got old...
And if this same scenario
continues...for the next 5 or more years...just imagine two elderly...old
women...in grey white hairs...wrinkled skin...competing against each
other...madly...in obsession...to have sex...with a thin, miserable, old
man...²who looks as if he will fall down...and die...maybe today...maybe
tomorrow...a state of being...reached after years and years...of weary
battle...with himself!...
¹ on a never ending
food...which lasts all through the night...maintaining its
tastiness...sweetness...and vigor...until the early hours of the morning...and
after...
² so slim and
thin...that you can count the bones in his body...
Written around 0105 a.m.
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Revised around 1148 p.m. Tuesday, July
25, 2006
Eubulides, a pupil of Euclides, is
credited with several, including the most famous one, commonly known as the Liar.
This is the paradox presented by someone who says, ‘This statement is
false.’ The problem is what to say about such a statement; arguments
about its truth
tend to go round in a dizzying circle.
For example, if it is
false, then the speaker spoke truly because that
is what he said it was. On the other hand, if he spoke truly, then it must be false because what he said is that it was false. Thus if
it is false, it follows that it is true; and if it is true, it follows that it
is false. This riddle
is easier to make fun of than it is to solve. It has a
remarkable ability to bounce back in the face of any proposed solution. One can sympathize with the poet Philetas of Cos, who is said to have worried about it so much that he wasted
away, becoming so thin that he had to put lead weights in his shoes to stop
himself blowing over. The epitaph on his
gravestone read:
O
Stranger: Philetas
of
‘Twas the Liar who made me die,
And
the bad nights caused
thereby.
(Reference: Raphael, Frederic and Monk, Ray.
(Editors) (2000) The Great Philosophers.
(1/e)
To continue
Thursday, July 20, 2006
To continue
With such an emission tracking
data...made public...don’t you fear this world...of beasts...who
prey...of robbers, hunters, thieves...who plunder, assault, murder...innocent
travelers... pilgrims...
Something like the Devil’s query...
Yes, I do fear...but then
I have an analogy...
There is a Buddhist
monk...and he is returning home...to his monastery...deep in a forest...
He is on his way...
The way...the road to the
forest...is dangerous...risky...as is known to many a traveler...for there are
robbers, hunters, thieves...who plunder, assault, murder...
The forest is
infested...with carnivorous beasts...
There is an old monk in that monastery...the sole occupant...and he knows his ‘son’ is returning home...and
waits for him...earnestly...watching
day and night...for his safe return...
When it gets dark...that
old recluse stands on top of the monastery...tower...with
a lantern...hoping to show that faint light...to his
‘son’...so that...from far away...that disciple...knows where he is
going...the path he need to take...to avoid the robbers, hunters,
thieves...beasts...and return to his ‘father’...his
master...and home safely...
Written around 0205 p.m.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Revised around 1155 p.m.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
The Mahavagga (I.25.6;
32.1) states that a pupil should regard his mentor as a father; and the mentor, the pupil as his son.
(Reference: Thanissaro Bhikkhu (Geoffrey DeGraff). (1994) The Buddhist Monastic Code Volume I: The Patimokkha
Training Rules Translated & Explained. Chapter Two. Nissaya.)
http://www.accesstoinsight.org/lib/modern/thanissaro/bmc1/ch02.html
6 As he saith also in another place, Thou art a priest for ever after the order of Melchisedec.
-
Hebrews 5:6 :: King James Version (KJV)
21
But this kind does not go out
except by
prayer and fasting.
-
Matthew
I mentioned before that
once upon a time, I lived a dark life...of daily
masturbation...emission...ignorant of...what to do...with that extra
energy...that manliness...that power...that strength...of bubbling
enthusiasm...of sex energy...
On how to
manage it??...profitably...productively...
And I was a total
failure...
The Australian woman, if
you interview her, will give a juicy narration of this past...dare devil...and
dangerous...life of mine...that she closely monitored...observed...
As the stalking
intensified, I started maintaining a similar tracking data...statistics...
When I moved into the monastery,
slowly that tracking data became meaningless...and all those records were
subsequently burned off...
For what use is the
tracking data, when there is nothing to track...when the emission frequency
reaches a certain level...and maintained as such for repetitive duration...with
nothing to record...Something which is only possible through praying and
fasting...
Now you return back to
society...
The man who went to a
foreign land...cleans himself somewhat...experiences certain things of the
paranormal...and returns to his homeland...as an
imperfect...incomplete...trainee...a failure of a different sort...
Imagine hanging to
dry...a well washed, clean, white cloth near a busy road...to dry in the
morning...how will that cloth be in the evening?...
If left as it is,...how will it be the next day...the next week...the next
month...the next year...after many years...
The well washed, clean,
white cloth cease to look as it once was...it will look...dark...pale...lack in
luster...in effect, old...and stale...
So too the mind...that
once looked handsome...is now a shitface...hideous...
The Lord is all-seeing...nothing escapes His notice...The time is thus ripe to send His right-hand man...
And there comes in the
best trainer...to visit his former student again...to refresh the old fighting
skills of his favorite disciple...his lazy trainee...
The tidal wave repeats
once again...as is to any living creature...in this planet...the cycle of
events repeat...as if to prod the man...to wake up...to clean again...to start
the training again...to resume...
For it is natural for any
clean thing...to get dirty...after a while...You just have to see your
dirtiness...understand where you are...and clean yourself...back to what it
once was...As you can observe in any entity around you...Earlier I mentioned
the example of the new house which need repainting once in a while...
The stalking in the city
of
She comes again...
He knows...I know...and she also knows...
The game again
resumed...the drama just began to be enacted again...
Is this replay for my
success, or failure?...
It is for Him to decide...
If it is for my success,
or failure...a repeat...then this replay...this drama in which I am only a pawn
in His hands...is only a publicity campaign...
As it is to any wandering
martial arts troupe...the artists display their skills...for what reason?...for what objective?...
To gather
adherents...students...prospective trainees...to spread that path...that school
of practice...further...
That tracking data...I
once wanted only to be published posthumously...not to be revealed...until I am
alive...in this temporary...wretched body...The stalking groups in this city of
The publicity campaign is
well on its way...(courtesy, the various stalking
groups!)...and it just turned the tide in a different way...Maybe that is what He willed...
Strange...new...lands...that
I happened to wander to...the story preceded me...leaving me to wonder what is
going on...
His play is unpredictable...and amazing...and He alone knows what will happen next...
There are many little
children...of various age groups...who look at me...as some sort of a strange
person...some with wonder...some with happiness...some with respect...some with
fear...some with anxiety...some with doubt...some with jealousy...some with
envy...some with fun...some with shame...and so on...
I learned something...in
a certain manner...and that path got a pre-requisite...the tracker which I once
burned off...and I resumed again...constitutes the basic prerequisite in the path...that I used...to understand
that something...experience certain paranormal things...
That tracker also proves
that...I am just a mortal...just like you...But I experienced something...
Don’t you think...then,
by applying common sense...by logical reasoning...that you too can experience
similar things...and even see more than what I...an imperfect...incomplete
trainee...a failure of a different sort...have seen...so far...
It is thus imperative that
the tracker goes to the web...in these changed circumstances...for your easy
access and reference...if you do care to take the thorny path...to Him...and His beloved trainer...(Will I be
pleasing my ever patient and kind trainer...that adept monk...if I say that he
is in fact His own brother¹...but of the opposite
side...and they always are together...like the two sides of the same
coin...)
My diary notes give in
detail...repeating the same concepts...again and again...in various ways...the
path I followed...the problems I faced...my agony...my pain...my fears...my
temptations...my indulgences...my failures...and so on...
Nowadays few read the
original...matter of fact...texts of the Holy Gita,...the
Holy Bible,...the sacred Sermons of the Lord Buddha and so on...for they...are
sedative...can cause sleep...
Whereas romantic
things...of sex...adventures of the bed...pornography...are stimulative...catch
easy attention... excitation...removes your sleep...and you spend...sleepless
nights...as is
expected...in both ways...pondering...on the various techniques of experimenting...tantric concepts...
This diary notes are so
written in such a manner that...it suit the times...
I mentioned...I am just
like you...of the same flesh and blood...
That also means all those
dirty things...vulgar words...offensive words...that you use...the sort of
erotic literature you admire...are also here...in this diary notes...to prove
that I am no different from you...He is within
you too...as is within everyone around you...If He
is within an idol you look up to...then He is within a
stone you look down to...If He is within the sacred yellow gold you dream of
possessing...then He is within the dirty yellow fecal matter you
expel everyday...For there is nothing without Him...you
only have to take the time to look for Him...and have
the patience to continue watching yourself...body, and mind...
Ponder...the way to
Heaven is open to anyone...who cares to listen...ponder...and make some
personal effort...to control himself...
In the name of the Lord,
Inshallah!
Written around 0545 p.m.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Revised around 1228 a.m.
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
¹ If you refer the
ancient religious texts, say of Taoism in China, they call this brothers as Yin
and Yang...In Hinduism, you have the concept of Lord Vishnu and Lord
Shiva²...Such words are pleasing to the mind...whereas it saddens when you
use the now popular layman term, the so-called hideous Devil to refer the same
opposite entity...of opposite force...which exist naturally...in Nature...around
you...every where...
In modern science, you
call them positive and negative...Nothing happens without both of them...remember the simple physics experiment you do in school
laboratories...that simple current flow from one end of a battery to another to
light a bulb in between, via a conducting wire...From the positive, the wire
touches the bulb...The bulb will not light until you touch the negative side of
the battery with the other end of the wire...no negative, then no current
flow...Nothing happens...
In religions like
Judaism, any word that deals with the opposite side...like Devil etc, is never
mentioned...openly...his name is anathema...out of fear that it can bring ill
omen...can destroy the normal social living pattern of that individual...
Remember the trainer is
very shy...a recluse...his photos...pictorial depictions...are never
displayed...he is only represented in symbolic form, if at all...For if he be
so kind to come to train you,...your life...that normal social living pattern...of
fun...will be destroyed for ever...You enter a path of no return...no coming
back to where you used to be in society before...as any other person...So it is
natural to label him as evil...for it destroys you...transforms you to
something else...which you haven’t experienced before...in this life...
Read carefully, the Holy
Bible...the same brotherhood is mentioned there also...between the
lines...shrouded in various ways...into mystery...into secrecy...
It is true that Lord
Jesus said you cannot serve two masters...
Ponder...Devil trains
you...to perfection...NOT to remain his disciple...but to take you to the
opposite side...to go to Him...to be His
disciple...In effect, you don’t serve him...or accept him as your
master...You serve only Him...and accept Him
as your master...
I mentioned...to get
over...that animal instinct...Many who don’t get over...become the de
facto slaves of the Devil...the Devil becomes their master...and since many in
society indulge, the Devil is the natural ruler of them all...and thus he got
millions and millions of disciples...Do you think, by logical analysis, that he
will train you to be just another disciple of his...You don’t need any
training at all to be his disciple...just follow your brothers around you...be
an animal...and indulge...That is all that is needed...for slavery...
He is a monk...he too is a monk...both who got
over that...and if you want to follow them, you too have to be a monk...get
over that...pass that hurdle test...
A monk need not wear
robes to be a monk...
You can live the life of
a monk...but is not a monk...officially...That Zen paradox³...
Remember Lord Shiva is
the purest of the pure...the most orthodox celibate...and his rules are very
stringent...and like the true trainer...cold-blooded...of intense anger...quick
tempered...is too strict in discipline...in matters of
purity...ethics...morality...and so on...Those who deviate from his code of
conduct...his norms...are severely punished...and it is not child’s
play...as you can learn...from his ballads...stories about him...from any good
Brahmin priest of Shiva temples...
Inshallah!
Written around 1043 a.m.
Friday, July 21, 2006
Revised around 0040 a.m.
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
6 As he saith also in another place, Thou art a priest for ever after the order of Melchisedec.
-
Hebrews 5:6 :: King James Version (KJV)
³ You are a
monk...but not a monk...
You are complete...but
incomplete...
You are perfect...but
imperfect...
You are handsome...but
hideous...
You are the master...but
a trainee...
You are wise...but
fool...
You are a success...but a
failure...
You are lazy...but not
lazy...
You are pure...but
dirty...
It is true...but false...
And so goes the
paradox...with any opposites...
Written around 1110 a.m.
Friday, July 21, 2006
Revised around 0944 a.m.
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
² ...the twin
brothers...positive and negative energy...symbolically
represented...personified in the form of men...but with godly powers...with
supernatural attributes...qualities that mere mortals don’t ordinarily possess...
Written around 1046 a.m.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
What is the origin of the six-pointed star?
The star is best known as the Star of David.
But before it became a symbol of Judaism, it may have been
used to signify a fusion of
opposing forces.
(Reference: Jonathan Darman.
(May 29, 2006) An Inconvenient Woman. Newsweek. Vol. CXLVII. No. 22.
If you are a science
student, think...will there be a place...in this planet...or any planet...even
in this whole universe...where there is NO energy...no positive and negative
energy...
Ponder...
We live in an ocean of
energy...all around us...as if we are submerged in a perpetual ocean of
water...that water is energy...
That ocean...that one who
lies reclined...resting...watching everything...that goes on...IN ITSELF...is He...
You just gave Him a name...to identify...that is all...
Nothing more...nothing
less...
Inshallah!
Written around 1059 a.m.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Revised around 1111 a.m.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
If you live in Him...within Him...is He that far
away from you?...
You need not be in a
temple...in a church...in a mosque...in a monastery...for wherever you may be, He is always there...just beside you... maybe more nearer than your own
shadow...watching you...
All you need to do is
remove that ignorance...and follow His laws...His rules...to know Him more better...as days go
on...until that day,...when you cease to exist...by becoming one with Him...in all respects...bodily...mentally...chemically...as a drop of
water that loses its body...its existence...when it returns back home, to the
ocean...
Inshallah!
Written around 1111 a.m.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Revised around 0046 a.m.
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Thus when you die...are
you really going anywhere?...
You are always HERE!!!
That here can be
anywhere...in this whole universe...
You are here...but
there...
You are there...but
here...
Inshallah!
Written around 1119 a.m.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
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Reference
Xuereb, C., Watterson, B.
& Fox, A. (1998)
The relationship
between liver dysfunction and memory. Australian Journal of
Psychology, 50,148.
Publications - 1998
http://www.uow.edu.au/health/psyc/pdf/publications_98.pdf
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“Thou belongest to That Which Is Undying, and not merely to time alone,” murmured the Sphinx, breaking its muteness at last. “Thou art eternal, and not merely of the vanishing flesh. The soul in
man cannot be killed, cannot die. It waits, shroud-wrapped, in thy heart, as I waited, sand-wrapped,
in thy world. Know
thyself, O mortal! For there is One within thee, as in all men, that comes and stands at the bar and bears witness that there IS a God!”
(Reference: Brunton, Paul. (1962)
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