Earlier tonight when I was listening to the audio interviews I uploaded to Chirbit for posting here, I noticed that my wired earbuds had an almost non-existent audio signal coming in on the left side. I was a bit bummed, because money is tight (I'm also scotch and super cheap!) but not nearly as much as I would have been in years past.
Later that night I was trying to decide whether to take a bike ride, I consciously made my attempt to force silence on the decision, and felt compelled to go.
Coming around a bend I happened to look down and see my bike tires run right over a pair of black Sony earbuds! They were beat-up and likely broken, but that is immaterial. I'm the only one for whom they would have had a greater significance, or any significance at all.
I made another comment here about a similar tale of personal-power:
Also maybe I should testify on how I found Castaneda.
I had graduated from University a few months before, and was beyond dejected and lost. I hadn't found the answers I had been searching for. I did have one professor, a sculptor, who told the class that he could "get far enough" and see things. The whole class thought he was a bit bonkers, but not me. He said he "had no problems" with my BFA thesis that was about technological vs. biological methods of transcendence, and he had problems with just about everything people brought to him.
I went to the bi-annual winter used book sale at my local library, which covers the entire second floor mezzanine with thousands of books that people bring in and donate.
I was ambling over everything and a single title in the middle of a section of several hundred literally grabbed my eyes and I couldn't look away, or rather I was compelled against all reason to pick it out. Visually nothing at all about it stood out. All I could see was the spine, an aged off-white with the title A SEPARATE REALITY.
Everything fell into place in that moment, for the bargain price of 35 cents...about exactly the change I had in my broke-ass pocket.
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Strange things happen when one follows intuition and pace of silence, or at the very least fulfilling.
>I consciously made my attempt to force silence on the decision, and felt compelled to go.
If you practice silence for hours each night, and learn to shift the assemblage point, and have Carlos' intent, and not the intent of something involving a book deal or certificate of enlightement, you will absolutely find the "place of no pity".
It'll wear off the next day. But each time you do it again, it lasts longer and longer.
I guess it's why Tibetan monks wear saffron colored robes, since the process of dying them and bleaching in the sun, and repeating over and over until they retain their color, coincides with moving the assemblage point to a new position.
(I'm still a big fan of Tibetan monks)
You got silent, and decided to do something you might not have; You moved your assemblage point.
What happens in the place of no pity:
You're less lazy
You don't put things off as much
Your natural "no nonsense" personality comes out. (Which might not be good for the petty tyrants in your life.)
I hope against hope that they can survive the relentless Chinese cultural war against them. It keeps getting more and more insidious, like the old seers trying to survive under the tyranny of the Conquistadores/Catholic Church. As each new generation is born into a progressively degrading culture...it may eventually lose all significance to them.
I get inside news from China all the time. They're in trouble. It also looks like their quest to take over Taiwan is going to fail.
Maybe something will stop them from trying to control Tibet.
But the monks can move to Mexico! Nothing wrong with that. Maybe Tony Lama will encourage them if things get too tough.
Indeed there are a good number of Tibetans in exile teaching in monasteries that rich westerners helped to construct, many in Canada (for the cold snowy mountain analogue to the Himalayas). But when you remove a people from their homeland, something indefinable is lost...and may never be reclaimed. But everything is in a state of continual change. Maybe in a few hundred years as it merges and mutates, it will become something stronger and more resilient.
What would be ultra-cool would be if sometime in the future, all of the various disciplines were better clarified and competition was eliminated. Maybe, everyone just accepts that there are many possibilities, and all are valid.
Then we could ask a Zen practitioner why it's not a good idea to fly to the sun. Maybe Sasaki could indeed do that, but just said you shouldn't "expect" it.
Or we could ask the Tibetan Monks if dressing up like clowns might not be the best idea, and they could explain the benefits.
Do you have any instructions for it you can post? Or is it in the tensegrity book (which I've still not read very far, because I get lost in each technique, surprised it actually works as he said).
Once this stuff works to extreme, it's hard to even make it across the room when it's total darkness. There's too much to see.
Its in the book , these shook me up from the ooze slumber . Tensegrity can become very powerfull , first done in silence , then with intent to serve its purpose and then seeing as done. As you said you can complete the same movement with higher and higher level for greater effect. Doing it as a routine does nothing.
That's it! Doing it as a routine is what doesn't work. I never thought of that.
It's like that when you practice seeing in darkness. You follow a thread (like making pumpkins out of orange energy), it wears out, and you have to follow another. Just like you have to change dreams if you're a beginning dreamer, just barely able to find your hands.
Man, this sorcery stuff is clever! They thought of everything.
Disrupting routines does in fact work. Who'd have thought?
Just a side note, some people may not be aware Cleargreen made 4 videos demonstrating the passes in the book. If you've never been to a Tensegrity workshop or ever seen it practiced, they are very helpful.
Searching Magical Passes Tensegrity on https://YouTube.com with length set to >20 minutes gives the three volumes, and the unbending intent one (which may not be in the book) plus others.
Edit:. I'm curious about the pass(es) that use the two sticks that you click together, how they work when someone can see while practicing. I co-opted my old oak nunchucks from my teen years. They make a great sound!
I'd be careful with those videos. Certainly don't watch them on one of those 85" screens.
Kylie might scare the crap out of you.
That's why I went through every .GIF in my digital html files version and ""whited-out" all the faces with a digital feathered brush in photoshop, making their heads glowing spheres. I wanted it to be more impersonal and universal if that makes sense (and her scowl was freaking me out!)
I wouldn't recommend that. The Chacmool's "shiny eyes" might have been planted by Carlos in order to move our assemblage points.
It might even be possible to do, "Kylie Gazing".
The gifs are very low-res and that kind of detail wouldn't show through, and I still have the non-edited version, and offline versions of the vids. It's just nice to have the option.
I'll have to keep the eye-shine in mind though I didn't think something like that would function when not in-person.
I haven't tried that, but any sudden semi-violent action creates a disturbance in the force.
Wait... I didn't mean force. I meant, second attention.
In truth, it's likely not a disturbance in the second attention, but in your own mind, which creates a cause for the disturbance. In dark lighting, the cause won't find any real information, so you get little balls of colored light flying away, like insects scurrying.
I don't know what you'd perceive in full lighting, but I will point out, in the first workshop after Carlos died, they turned the lighting down while we did tensegrity. That's when I clearly saw my first "great band of emanations". The sequence of events is fuzzy, but I believe Howard Lee showed me his before that. But this time it was absolutely clear and sustainable, and if I focused my attention on one of the spots that had a recognizable detail, it pulled me along towards infinity.
Ater that I cursed Bruce Wagner on the way to lunch, for not having cleargreen do something like that sooner.
The second attention and our own petty tyrant internal dialogues are not a good mix. Imagine being angry because they didn't do it sooner, after seeing a great band of emanations.