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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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.

SCRATCHES ON THE WALL

SCRATCHES ON THE WALL

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.