Hanswolfgang



  • I have to say you have been more than a ray of light in answering my questions.

    Blessed Be,

    Silverraven



  • Thank you Silverraven,

    something has happened to you, but it is something which is inexpressible. Let it be so. Be happy. You are blessed. When something inexpressible starts happening then you are on the right track, you are moving towards godliness, the ultimate mystery. Whenever you have something within you which you cannot understand, that simply shows something bigger than you has entered in you – otherwise you could have understood it, you could have figured it out. Something bigger than the mind has penetrated you, a ray of light in the dark soul, a ray of light in the dark night of the mind. The mind cannot comprehend it; it is beyond its understanding. But not beyond understanding, remember. Beyond the understanding that is possible for the mind, but not beyond understanding – because there is understanding which is not of the mind: the understanding of the total organ, of your total being, of your totality.



  • wow HANS>..your really into it, huh?

    Takes a while for me to digest what you write..awesome!

    Blessed Be,

    Silverraven



  • When the unconscious is released you will feel

    suddenly that you are accepted, you are not bad.

    Nothing is bad. The whole of life becomes deep down a

    blessing. You feel blessed. And the moment you feel

    blessed, all others around you become blessed; you can

    bless them, you can feel happy. Because you feel

    condemned, you feel bad about yourself and you think

    the same about others. How can you love another's body

    if you condemn your own body? If you are against your

    own body, how can you love another body? You will

    condemn -- deep down you will condemn. Really,

    religions have prepared you to become just a ghost. They

    don't want you to be with the body, they want you to be

    just an unembodied spirit. Everything has been so

    condemned..and you have taken it for granted. I have

    seen in scriptures, in many scriptures, that it is written

    that your body has nothing but blood, fat, phlegm --

    just to condemn it. I don't know what these persons who

    were writing these scriptures wanted. Did they want

    gold to be there? Why is blood bad? Blood is life! But

    they have condemned it and we have accepted the

    condemnation. They must be mad, insane.



  • Hans,

    When the mind is in torment,

    the body becomes a vessel of that torment and so it breaks down

    Silverraven



  • Unconsciousness is a wandering outside; consciousness

    is a deepening of the inside.

    So look! -- and when anger is not, it will be

    difficult to look: what to look at? The sky is so

    vacant, and you are not yet capable of looking at

    emptiness. When anger is there, look, watch, and soon

    you will see a change. The moment the watcher comes in,

    the anger has already started becoming cool, the heat

    is lost. Then you can understand that the heat is given

    by you; your identification with it makes it hot, and

    the moment you feel it is not hot, the fear is gone,

    and you feel unidentified with it, different, a

    distance. It is there, lightning around you, but you

    are not it. A hill starts rising upwards. You become a

    watcher: down in the valley, much lightning... distance

    grows more and more... and a moment comes when suddenly

    you are not joined to it at all. The identity is

    broken, and the moment the identity breaks, IMMEDIATELY

    the whole hot process becomes a cool process -- anger

    becomes compassion.



  • Hans,

    Since Liza passed and my experience with the UNKNOWN and seeing the UNKNOWN, I stopped reading the Tarot as well as RUNES! I depend on answers from ANGELS and of course a ray of light...YOU!

    Any message from you?

    Silverraven



  • Any message from you? Waiting on the sand. There is some gossip. The end brings good fortune. Disagreements crop up. General unrest can easily develop, and you lay the blame on others. If you stay calm you will succeed in making things go well in the end. Slander will be silenced if you do not gratify it with injured retorts.

    Feel possessed by

    god. Make it your meditation. Sitting in your bed at

    night, feel possessed. And once you have got the knack

    of it, it will not be difficult. Within seconds you can

    shift; you can disappear and god can be there. Both

    cannot exist together: either god is there or you.



  • Greetings!

    Wanna tell me what your're saying in english? You're really out there Hans, no disrespect.

    love ya.

    Silverraven



  • Im confused...gotta tell me what you're saying in english. What's this about gossip?

    I have no idea what you mean...no disrespect...

    Silverraven



  • Wanna tell me what your're saying in english? No, if you are not willing to understand, I do respect it.

    What's this about gossip? Its your life, not mine. You are on the way to become ruler of an empty city.

    The party was in full gear and a man decided to call

    up a friend and invite him to join the fun. He dialed

    the wrong number and apologized to the sleepy voice

    that answered. On the next try he got the same voice.

    'I am terribly sorry,' he said, 'I dialed very

    carefully. Can't understand how I got the wrong

    number.'

    'Neither can I,' said the sleepy voice. 'Especially

    since I have no phone.'



  • Now, I understand!

    thanks Hans,

    Blessed BE!



  • ONE DAY THE RABBI OF ZANS WAS STANDING AT THE

    WINDOW AND LOOKING OUT INTO THE STREET. SEEING A

    PASSER-BY, HE KNOCKED ON THE WINDOW PANE AND

    SIGNED TO THE MAN TO COME INTO THE HOUSE.

    WHEN THE STRANGER ENTERED THE ROOM, RABBI HAYYIM

    ASKED HIM: -- 'TELL ME, IF YOU FOUND A PURSE OF

    DUCATS, WOULD YOU RETURN IT TO ITS OWNER?'

    'RABBI,' SAID THE MAN, 'IF I KNEW THE OWNER I

    SHOULD RETURN THE PURSE WITHOUGH A MOMENT'S

    DELAY.' 'YOU ARE A FOOL,' SAID THE RABBI OF ZANS.

    THEN HE RESUMED HIS POSITION AT THE WINDOW, CALLED

    ANOTHER PASSER-BY, AND PUT THE SAME QUESTION TO

    HIM. 'I AM NOT SUCH A FOOL AS TO GIVE UP A PURSE

    FULL OF MONEY THAT HAS COME MY WAY,' SAID THE MAN.

    'YOU'RE A BAD LOT,' SAID THE RABBI OF ZANS, AND

    CALLED IN A THIRD MAN.

    HE REPLIED: -- 'RABBI, HOW CAN I KNOW -- ON WHAT

    RUNG I SHALL BE WHEN I FIND THE PURSE, OR WHETHER

    I SHALL SUCCEED IN FENDING OFF THE EVIL URGE?

    PERHAPS IT WILL GET THE BETTER OF ME, AND I SHALL

    APPROPRIATE WHAT BELONGS TO ANOTHER. BUT PERHAPS

    GOD, BLESSED BE HE, WILL HELP ME TO RIGHT IT, AND

    IN THAT CASE, I SHALL RETURN WHAT I HAVE FOUND TO

    ITS RIGHTFUL OWNER.' 'THOSE ARE GOOD WORDS,' CRIED

    THE ZADDICK. 'YOU ARE A TRUE SAGE.'