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THE ROBOT ARMY

August 17, 2020 by admin Leave a Comment

THE ROBOT ARMY

Christianity has been politicized over the last decades and now Trump makes it a weapon for his political gains. Trump’s word and desires are heard as the Word of God. Being in alignment with Trump is being in alignment with God. This is overtly denied, but unconsciously obeyed. Christians have become the robot army of the Republican party. Very sad.

During WWII the tyranny was visible and had a name, but in the 50s the Evil One became an IDEA and the war was with a cold ideology. Who would be Number One? With the end of the Cold War, the war internalized, and our own government became the enemy ideology and the Republicans claimed the symbolic crown of being  the true Americans fighting the Evil Empire. Nixon enlisted  the passionate Evangelicals in this internal war against the IDEA of Evil when their party enacted civil rights and our political field because a cosmic war of Good versus Evil.

THE ROBOT ARMY

Christianity has been politicized over the last decades and now Trump makes it a weapon for his political gains. Trump’s word and desires are heard as the Word of God. Being in alignment with Trump is being in alignment with God. This is overtly denied, but unconsciously obeyed. Christians have become the robot army of the Republican party. Very sad. 

During WWII the tyranny was visible and had a name, but in the 50s the Evil One became an IDEA and the war was with a cold ideology. Who would be Number One? With the end of the Cold War, the war internalized, and our own government became the enemy ideology and the Republicans claimed the symbolic crown of being the true Americans fighting the Evil Empire. Nixon enlisted the passionate Evangelicals in this internal war against the IDEA of Evil when their party enacted civil rights and our political field because a cosmic war of Good versus Evil. 

What is the life span of a historical whirlpool?

The Robot Army is a robotic because it has loss the power and will to question truth, to doubt, to ask if what they are repeating is true. When any movement becomes an ideology with a creed, it ritualized thought, and become robotic.

Every revolution starts out with a question but ends up as another robot when its revolution is crystalized in doctrine. When the doctrine is no longer questioned, the revolution is dead.

America is a dynamic revolution that did not end at 1776. But like water, the revolution will freeze and then thaw, then freeze again. What is the heat that keeps melting the ice?

It is not in America that the heat is generated but in each of us. What is the truth here? Who am I?

And this is why I love Zen. Zen is a revolutionary Buddhism, a question that questions Buddhism, all teaching, all creeds and rituals. Why am I doing this?

Yes…the fear of being alone. The bird needs a flock, the fish its school. The zebra needs a herd, for alone you will be picked off by Death. What is death but your own being…you face before the robot was born. That face before you were born is the same face after you die. One Face….and to the robot, this face is death.

Given that we cannot find out own being, we try to find our being in the being of others. Our consciousness framed in a self image cannot stand alone because it has like a hot air balloon left the ground. It can only fly tethered to other balloons to give it a sense of grounding. But the whole flock of balloon as left the ground.

The flock of balloons must find a ground, something to tie themselves to that doesn’t seem to be moving. This dock is what’s called a False Idol.

The madness of Trump and his flock is that the flock grounds themselves on Trump and Trump grounds himself on the adoration of his flock.

Just as people repeat the Nicene Creed in church, go through the rituals without joy, as if as a pentance, people go thought the script of their political church by rote. Nothing is questioned. What they say is just programed, and directions are taken for today’s talking points in the media.

Newt Gingrich militarized the Republican Congress by giving them daily talking points to repeat on the media, giving the impression that it was truth because everyone was saying it. This created a regiment in lock step with soldiers unable to question, unable to think for themselves. A robot army.

He did this my making Bill Clinton the immoral president unfit for the office as an instrument for the grace and power of God. This was also the time of Jerry Falwell and the. Moral Majority, and the rise to televangelists and Fox News.

Only the pure, male and white can be the emissary of God on earth. The president became a pope. And the priests, the Congress, bowed to him and did not question.

Reality is a metaphor that points with one hand to its facts, but with the other hand it points to the illusion of appearances and the robot’s program. The world is always touching us to wake us up from the cookie cutter. But we have to see the world metaphorically.

When we watch robots in a factory, they are just robots, but the metaphorical eye is a shock, a sudden flash of light. OMG, those robots are me! We see he whole of existence that includes me as existence. The robot mind believes it is outside of existence eating popcorn on a couch.

Zen Buddhism is the yeast to the dough of the robot mind. Zen is the question that is always open, never resting, not settling down into a form, into belief. But Zen is just a word I use. The question has no Zen, no home.

What is the life span of a historical whirlpool? 

The Robot Army is a robotic because it has lost the power and will to question truth, to doubt, to ask if what they are repeating is true. When any movement becomes an ideology with a creed, it ritualized thought, and become robotic.

Every revolution starts out with a question but ends up as another robot when its revolution is crystallized in doctrine. When the doctrine is no longer questioned, the revolution is dead.

America is a dynamic revolution that did not end at 1776. But like water, the revolution will freeze and then thaw, then freeze again. What is the heat that keeps melting the ice?

It is not in America that the heat is generated but in each of us. What is the truth here? Who am I?

And this is why I love Zen. Zen is a revolutionary Buddhism, a question that questions Buddhism, all teaching, all creeds and rituals. Why am I doing this?

Yes…the fear of being alone. The bird needs a flock, the fish its school. The zebra needs a herd, for alone you will be picked off by Death. What is death but your own being…you face before the robot was born. That face before you were born is the same face after you die. One Face….and to the robot, this face is death.

Given that we cannot find out own being, we try to find our being in the being of others. Our consciousness framed in a self-image cannot stand alone because it has like a hot air balloon left the ground. It can only fly tethered to other balloons to give it a sense of grounding. But the whole flock of balloons as left the ground.

The flock of balloons must find a ground, something to tie themselves to that doesn’t seem to be moving. This dock is what’s called a False Idol.

The madness of Trump and his flock is that the flock grounds themselves on Trump and Trump grounds himself on the adoration of his flock.

Just as people repeat the Nicene Creed in church, go through the rituals without joy, as if as a penance, people go thought the script of their political church by rote. Nothing is questioned. What they say is just programed, and directions are taken for today’s talking points in the media.

Newt Gingrich militarized the Republican Congress by giving them daily talking points to repeat on the media, giving the impression that it was true because everyone was saying it. This created a regiment in lockstep with soldiers unable to question, unable to think for themselves. A robot army.

He did this by making Bill Clinton the immoral president unfit for the office as an instrument for the grace and power of God. This was also the time of Jerry Falwell and the. Moral Majority, and the rise to televangelists and Fox News.

Only the pure, male and white can be the emissary of God on earth. The president became a pope. And the priests, the Congress, bowed to him and did not question.

Reality is a metaphor that points with one hand to its facts, but with the other hand, it points to the illusion of appearances and the robot’s program. The world is always touching us to wake us up from the cookie cutter. But we have to see the world metaphorically.

When we watch robots in a factory, they are just robots, but the metaphorical eye is a shock, a sudden flash of light. OMG, those robots are me! We see the whole of existence that includes me as existence. The robot mind believes it is outside of existence eating popcorn on a couch.

Zen Buddhism is the yeast to the dough of the robot’s mind. Zen is the question that is always open, never resting, not settling down into a form, into belief. But Zen is just a word I use. The question has no Zen, no home.

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The Search for Noah

August 10, 2020 by admin Leave a Comment

We normally look at everything in the Third Person (remember your high school grammar) where everything is a person, place or thing. If it’s a thing it’s an IT. In third-person everything is an IT. Remember the Sky People in Avatar?

Noah’s Ark is a thing but is it a thing in space-time history, or in the imagination. Either way, it’s still a thing, an IT. Third Person.

The Zen way of seeing is First Person. I am Noah! Je Suis Noah! What does that mean?

The Ark is not an IT in mind or matter but Your World, and it comes as choices, as arguments and conflict. Rarely are we atonement, at one with the world. These moments of non-conflict, of non-duality, are rare and fleeting. The bi-polar world of the Third Person returns like algae on a pond.

First Person Noah is not to be found in history or in matter. Noah counts everything on the ark, but the counter is missing. Noah cannot count himself. If he were to count himself, then he would be an IT on the ark and the counter would still be missing. Noah is always missing. The counter of the pairs-of-opposites, the bean counter is never among the beans. Who are you?

This is the Zen Shift from Third-person knowing to First Person knowing. Both are valid but incompatible. You cannot be Noah and the ITS of the ark at the same time. You cannot be One and Many at the same time.

You cannot be at the center as First Person and on the periphery as IT at the same time. This is the Wah Wah of our consciousness…this Buddha says is the cause of our suffering. We cannot be One and Two at the same time, yet we must.

We want to be IT, the ONE, but the One in the IT mind is IT. I can never be IT in the third person. But when I’m the First Person, there is no IT.

Noah is the most honored ONE…Noah Knows the ark, the world of form, the pairs-of-opposites. The Knower is One…that has no second, or form because the Knower is empty of form. The Knower cannot be known…but you can be Noah. We are a bi-polar nation now, Kanye West. We are lost on Noah’s Ark in the vast ocean of being where everything comes in pairs of opposites. Where is Noah? Where is the cosmic mountain upon which we can come rest, the One that has no second?

Only Noah is ONE. Everything else is a duality. Who is Noah? If you say Noah is something, you are wrong. Noah (we are in metaphorical land here) is the first person I AM who creates the ark but is not counted on it. Noah is primary Knowing, the aroused mind that does not rest on the duality of form, does not get caught up in the teeter-totter of bi-polar perception.

Noah is Zen. You are Noah…we are all Noah but he is not to be found on the ark.

But bi-polarism creates or activates the imperative There Must Be One. As the tension between the double-bind of the bi-polar reality, it reaches a saturation point and a new world, a new vision will burst forth like a baby born.

The bi-polar or two poles that are incompatible generates energy going faster and faster like a dog chasing its tail. At some point, this energy becomes creative, or it becomes totally self-destructive. Either total destruction or total creative will erupt at some point in the bi-polar feed-back loop. The mike in the microphone cannot be sustained.

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The Silent Scream of FB Jail

August 6, 2020 by admin 1 Comment

SCRATCHES ON THE WALL

OF THE FACEBOOK JAIL
Imprisoned for offending you
With a Google image
I see live people
Writing and chatting
Through this glass cell wall.
I try to write
But you cannot see me
I try to protest
But FB cannot hear me
The coffin is sealed
For three days
like the moon
I have gone dark

_________________
The cruel insensitive
Facebook net
Snatches you off the street
For an off hand word
Or irreverent picture
Your neck rests
In the guillotine’s collar
At any moment
By mere whim
The blade can fall
Facebook Lives Matter
____________________
The ice is thin
And cracking
Every word now
Can be a death sentence
My words use to fly free
Now they stutter
And wonder
Will this offend?
_____________
When did Facebook
Become a Puritan?
When did speech
Become censored?
Like any fundamentalist
The Facebook Censor
Has no appreciation
Of irony
Words taken out of context
Have their reference
On a list of banned items
And not their intended use
The Bible is now literal
And all metaphor is lost
God is dead!
____________
Labeled a Sex Devient
For posting a woman
With a bondage mask
I protest
I am not the picture
On the box
__________
Ironically
The bondage mask
That offended  you
Has put me in bondage
And gagged my speech
You gave the image
Flesh and blood
Mine!
_____________
The shock
Of being thrown in jail
Was my 9/11
This cannot be happening!
___________
The streets of Facebook
Are now patrolled
By Correctness Police
If you fit their profile
They will drag you off
In silent screams
Your tongue cut off
_________
I will not be silent
I will not be censored
And gagged
I will not be held
In bondage
If only one finger remains
I will speak
__________

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Scratches on the Wall

August 5, 2020 by admin Leave a Comment

SCRATCHES ON THE WALL

OF THE FACEBOOK JAIL
Imprisoned for offending you
With a Google image
I see live people
Writing and chatting
Through this glass cell wall.
I try to write
But you cannot see me
I try to protest
But FB cannot hear me
The coffin is sealed
For three days
like the moon
I have gone dark
_________________
The cruel insensitive
Facebook net
Snatches you off the street
For an offhand word
Or irreverent picture
Your neck rests
In the guillotine’s collar
At any moment
By mere whim
The blade can fall
Facebook Lives Matter
____________________
The ice is thin
And cracking
Every word now
Can be a death sentence
My words used to fly free
Now they stutter
And wonder
Will this offend?
_____________
When did Facebook
Become a Puritan?
When did speech
Become censored?
Like any fundamentalist
The Facebook Censor
Has no appreciation
Of irony
Words taken out of context
Have their reference
On a list of banned items
And not their intended use
The Bible is now literal
And all metaphor is lost
God is dead!
____________
Labeled a Sex Deviant
For posting a woman
With a bondage mask
I protest
I am not the picture
On the box
__________
Ironically
The bondage mask
That offended  you
Has put me in bondage
And gagged my speech
You gave the image
Flesh and blood
Mine!
_____________
The shock
Of being thrown in jail
Was my 9/11
This cannot be happening!
___________
The streets of Facebook
Are now patrolled
By Correctness Police
If you fit their profile
They will drag you off
In silent screams
Your tongue cut off
_________
I will not be silent
I will not be censored
And gagged
I will not be held
In bondage
If only one finger remains
I will speak
__________

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The Zen of being in Facebook Jail

August 3, 2020 by admin Leave a Comment

I got put in FB jail yesterday for posting a Google image of a bondage mask, but that wasn’t the cause. It was my mindless panic in trying to erase the image that resulted in my reposted it three times that brought down the ax. This is like a Zen Koan in which you struggle to solve but keep getting entangled. Zen ties you in a knot that forces to break free through a mad leap, a mad act, an act that you have never down before. All your old strategies are exhausted. Breaking Out is not possible, yet you do it.

In the breaking out, you discover your true nature that is Oneness. The koan is a double-bind where no matter what you do you lose. Facebook Jail is like that. No matter what you do, you are still in jail. One must accept that there is no Exit, no Hope, and no Choice.

Ah…that’s it! Zen is coming to the realization that there is no choice, no option, that nothing you can do will make you better than you are right now. Everything comes to full STOP. You are OK…eventhough you are in jail.

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