Mystique Enigma

A young man caught a small bird, and held it behind his back. He then asked, "Master, is the bird I hold in my hands alive or dead." The boy thought this was a grand opportunity to play a trick on the old man. If the master answered "dead", it would be let loose into the air. If the master answered "alive", he would simply wring its neck. The master spoke, "The answer is in your hands".

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One night Hodja was walking by a well when he had a sudden impulse to look inside of it. To his amazement he saw the reflection of the moon in the water and exclaimed:

" The moon has fallen into the well! I must save it somehow!"

He looked around a found a rope with a hook on the end of it so he threw it in the well and shouted:

"Grab the hook, moon, and hold tight! I'll pull you out!"

The rope latched onto a rock inside the well and Hodja pulled back on the rope as hard as he could. Suddenly the hook broke free from the rock and Hodja fell over on his back. Lying there, he noticed the moon high up in the sky above. He heaved a sigh of relief and said:

"Well, it wasn't easy, but it's sure a wonderful feeling to know that I've delivered the moon from the well!"

Freedom is not being tied down to ones mindset, ones belief .....

Find out first what part of your life you are unsatisfied with and why ...

Everything else is just illusions

In keeping with his doctrine that nothing be taken too seriously, not even his own teachings,

the Master loved to tell this story on himself:

"My very first disciple was so weak that the exercises killed him.

My second disciple drove himself crazy from his earnest practice of the exercises I gave him.

My third disciple dulled his intellect through too much contemplation.

But the fourth managed to keep his sanity."

"Why was that?" someone would invariably ask.

"Possibly because he was the only one who refused to do the exercises."

The Master's words would be drowned in howls of laughter.

There is this spell that will always work ...

In your mind keep repeating this .... The other guy is an idiot ....

If you believe it as you keep repeating it you will begin to think your self as wise.

Listening to a song sung in a language I have no idea about and never heard before but find the music pleasing to my ears

Meditation is not about closing ones eyes and imagining the Universe... Its more about opening ones eyes and being aware of it ......

Real beer is what you have when you drink it, unreal beer is what you let out when you pee it out ....

Strangely its just like wisdom, real when you understand it and unreal when you attempt to speak about it.

Undeniable truth......... Hmmmmmmm

You are here to listen to what you want to hear.....

There is this interesting story about Silence and speaking in silence ..........

Before he became a hermit. Zarathud was a young Priest, and took great delight in making fools of his opponents, in front of his followers.

One day Zarathud took his students to a pleasant pasture and there he confronted The Sacred Chao while She was contentedly grazing.

"Tell me you dumb beast," demanded the Priest in his commanding voice, "why don't you do something worthwhile? What is your Purpose in Life, anyway?"

Munching the tasty grass. The Sacred Chao replied "MU". (The Chinese ideogram for NO-THING.)

Upon hearing this, absolutely nobody was enlightened.

Primarily because nobody understood Chinese.

and so a life time is spent on ones understanding ....

It was autumn, and the Indians on the remote reservation asked their new Chief if the winter was going to be cold or mild. Since he was an Indian Chief in a modern society, he had never been taught the old secrets. When he looked at the sky, he couldn't tell what the weather was going to be. Nevertheless, to be on the safe side, he replied to his tribe that the winter was indeed going to be cold and that the members of the village should collect firewood to be prepared.

Also, being a practical leader, after several days he got an idea. He went to the phone booth, called the National Weather Service and asked, "Is the coming winter going to be cold?"

"It looks like this winter is going to be quite cold indeed," the meteorologist at the weather service responded. So the Chief went back to his people and told them to collect even more wood in order to be prepared.

A week later, he called the National Weather Service again. "Is it going to be a very cold winter?"

"Yes," the man at National Weather Service again replied, "it's definitely going to be a very cold winter." The Chief again went back to his people and ordered them to collect every scrap of wood they could find.

Two weeks later, he called the National Weather Service again. "Are you absolutely sure that the winter is going to be very cold?"

"Absolutely," the man replied. "It's going to be one of the coldest winters ever."

"How can you be so sure?" the Chief asked.

The weatherman replied, "The Indians are collecting wood like crazy."

i sit there silently and no one comes in.

then me and no one have an interesting conversation where nothing is said.

The young disciple was such a prodigy that scholars from everywhere sought his advice and marveled at his learning.

When the governor was looking for an adviser, he came to the Master and said, "Tell me, is it true that the young man knows as much as they say he does?"

"Truth to tell," said the Master wryly, "the fellow reads so much I don't see how he could ever find the time to know anything."

If you believe you have another moment to live let alone 2 weeks, you must be enlightened .....

But then again, it is a belief. One can spend a life time on a belief

The Mullah was a judge and arbitrator in a dispute.

First the advocate of the first side gave an eloquent discourse advancing his claims.

The Mullah who had been listening intently agreed and said, "That's right."

Next it was the other advocates turn and he was just as erudite.

Once more the Mullah agreed adding, "That's right."

His clerk listening to the Mullah's pronouncements commented, "They can't both be right."

The Mullah agreed by saying, "That's right!"

The philosophers, logicians and doctors of law were drawn up at Court to examine Nasreddin. This was a serious case, because he had admitted going from village to village saying: "The so-called wise men are ignorant, irresolute and confused." He was charged with undermining the security of the state.
"You may speak first," said the King.
"Have paper and pens brought," said the Hoca.
Paper and pens were brought.
"Give some to each of the first seven savants."
They were distributed.
"Have them separately write an answer to this question: "What is bread?"
This was done.

The papers were handed to the King, who read them out:
The first said: "Bread is a food."
The second: "It is flour and water."
The third:" A gift of God."
The fourth:" Baked dough."
The fifth:" Changeable, according to how mean 'bread'."
The sixth:"A nutritious substance."
The seventh:"Nobody really knows."

"When they decide what bread is," said Nasreddin, "it will be possible for them to decide other things. For example, whether I am right or wrong. Can you entrust matters of assessment and judgment to people like this? Is it or is it not strange that they cannot agree about something which they eat each day, yet are unanimous that I am a heretic?

One tends to speak out of Knowledge (learning of experiences of others) and Experience (learnings of experiences of others).

Rarely is there really any application of mind or have i gotten that wrong and there is way too much application of mind ???

Must be why ignorance is bliss...

ahh well

When stomach is full, pooping has a very high possibiity of being a reality. Thinking of doing so or not is an illusion.

Thoughtfulness

People Come, People go
All they seek
Is what they already know
Their life seems so centered
Around them self’s they live
Never do they stop for a moment
On & on they go
Seeking the light of Wisdom
Closing their eyes to the world
They always portray an image
Of what they think of the world
Were they to stop & listen
To the silence within them self’s
The world would open in abundance
To the Universe that exist in their heads
An illusion of their life would reveal
The greatest truth of the mind
A breath taken in awareness
A breath taken divine

its amazing how much humans struggle to do what comes naturally i.e. Breathe...

Ahhh well

A father and his son were taking a walk. Every few steps the little boy would ask another question. "What is electricity?" "Why is the sky blue?" "What makes the cars run?" and so on. Each time his father answered that he didn't know. Finally the little boy became discouraged and was quiet for a long time. Then he decided to take another chance. "Pop, do you mind if I ask you another question?"

"Not at all, son. Keep right on asking. How else will you ever learn anything?"

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