12-30-2016, 12:00 AM
glance left wrote
isassembly. I remember DJ saying we organize the world with our compulsive thoughts..."the world is such and such and so and so". And so.....
I remember, as a kid, I used to play a game where I would repeat a word over and over and over again, focusing my attention on it, until its meaning disassembled. I could feel the perceptual shift with this little experiment....strange and exciting. And then, in a similar vein, staring at my reflection in the mirror until it lost its meaning...the sense of self began to unravel as I fixed my gaze on it. Something became frightened in that unraveling, so I would stop before it really got started. Easier then, but less determined. Harder now, but more determined.
Stopping thought....stopping the world....unraveling it and the self that is anchored in it by gazing at them both, simultaneously, and persistently. It's just taking a long time to gather momentum.Hmm, I wonder why you would come up with that game as a kid? Something taught to you in dreams perhaps or maybe from a former life?
It's kind of interesting to look at how some words could disappear and it wouldn't make any difference. Irregardless, geopolitics, etc. Those words would simply be replaced by regardless and politics, which mean the same things. Others would collapse our description of the world a bit. The word "vase" goes and you've got a cup of flowers. Take away bowl, pot, and jar and in comes wide cup, boiling cup, and storage cup. And others would leave gaping holes. Take away "time" for example.
If I'm understanding this right, the goal is to keep going until all marklar are marklar and then eliminate marklar? (for the unilluminated, it's a South Park reference. In one episode a group of aliens known as Marklar used the word Marklar as their word for every noun). It does seem like a great meditative game.
DoktorGreen wrote:Lol! Leave it to a kid to show us how to crack the fixations! Good contributions li'l fellow!
That ain't no ordinary kid, pilgrim. That's Glancey the Kid! The deadliest nagualier this side o' the Pecos.
isassembly. I remember DJ saying we organize the world with our compulsive thoughts..."the world is such and such and so and so". And so.....I remember, as a kid, I used to play a game where I would repeat a word over and over and over again, focusing my attention on it, until its meaning disassembled. I could feel the perceptual shift with this little experiment....strange and exciting. And then, in a similar vein, staring at my reflection in the mirror until it lost its meaning...the sense of self began to unravel as I fixed my gaze on it. Something became frightened in that unraveling, so I would stop before it really got started. Easier then, but less determined. Harder now, but more determined.
Stopping thought....stopping the world....unraveling it and the self that is anchored in it by gazing at them both, simultaneously, and persistently. It's just taking a long time to gather momentum.Hmm, I wonder why you would come up with that game as a kid? Something taught to you in dreams perhaps or maybe from a former life?
It's kind of interesting to look at how some words could disappear and it wouldn't make any difference. Irregardless, geopolitics, etc. Those words would simply be replaced by regardless and politics, which mean the same things. Others would collapse our description of the world a bit. The word "vase" goes and you've got a cup of flowers. Take away bowl, pot, and jar and in comes wide cup, boiling cup, and storage cup. And others would leave gaping holes. Take away "time" for example.
If I'm understanding this right, the goal is to keep going until all marklar are marklar and then eliminate marklar? (for the unilluminated, it's a South Park reference. In one episode a group of aliens known as Marklar used the word Marklar as their word for every noun). It does seem like a great meditative game.
DoktorGreen wrote:Lol! Leave it to a kid to show us how to crack the fixations! Good contributions li'l fellow!
That ain't no ordinary kid, pilgrim. That's Glancey the Kid! The deadliest nagualier this side o' the Pecos.