19 June (Water) Liber LXV, 3:21-24
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21. I, and Me, and Mine were sitting with lutes in the market-place of the great city, the city of the violets and the roses.
22. The night fell, and the music of the lutes was stilled.
23. The tempest arose, and the music of the lutes was stilled.
24. The hour passed, and the music of the lutes was stilled. -
The self in its varying manifestation of selfness is immersed in the mundane setting of regular life and sensation. Night falls, a storm is brewing, and time is carrying on. It feels dark and it feels a bit filled with despair. Sensation is stilled and this is repeated after each verse that describes this progression.
In the previous set of symbols and progression of the story the eternal was realized. It feels like the cycle is starting again and the scribe is again being tossed through the waters to find the eternal again. Something I find interesting is that the lutes are stilled and there is no effort on the scribe’s part apparently. It is a natural reaction, perhaps, because he has learned that this must be in order to overcome and gain union with the eternal. Perhaps it is still an effect of calling down on the Adonai and the Elephant God. The desires and the temporal must be stilled so that self-consciousness can be overcome and super-consciousness can be grasped.
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"**21. I, and Me, and Mine were sitting with lutes in the market-place of the great city, the city of the violets and the roses.
- The night fell, and the music of the lutes was stilled.
- The tempest arose, and the music of the lutes was stilled.
- The hour passed, and the music of the lutes was stilled.**"
New story... the last one climaxed when the divine contacgt allowed the adept to expand consciousness exponentially from the transient to the eternal - to get outside of time, to see the phenomena of the Angel.
Throughout this book, duality is used to make the major points - especially the duality of our personal and transpersonal aspects. We now center on the personality and its phenomena, and especially how such things as exhaustion, turbulence, and time can flatline our genius. (I know this chapter far too well not to know what's coming next...)
So, as I pack bags, meander through dozens of different details, and head toward the airport this morning, my task for myself will be to witness how these things intrude... to observe them in the act of distracting and displacing me... to renew my mindful of the thousand and one things that make or keep us small. (And, so far as possible, to witness these from within the context of Adonai's embrace, Adonai's filling me, Adonai's consuming me.)
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Musing about this since the last post... it occurs to me I should have mentioned that these seem (to me) to be the ever-shifting play of the three gunas - respectively, tamas, rajas, and sattva. (To me, that heightens and concentrates the points i noted above.)
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@Jim Eshelman said
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New story... "contrast:
**But in the very hour I beheld corruption. **
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The hour passed, and the music of the lutes was stilled.
And I'm thinking how this is all dealt with in all the classical descriptions from many traditions of how the mystical experience happens—still mind reflecting the divine truth, et al...
Necessity for speed is frustrating my attempt to have a reaction, bah!
Love and Will
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I = subject
me = object
mine = possessive, a link between a subject and an objectnight = falling
tempest = rising
hour = passing, neither "rising" nor "falling"I think I finally understand the gunas a little better, thanks to this verse.
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I/night - Tamas
Me/tempest - Rajas
Mine/hour - Sattvas
is what came to mind after mention of the gunas.
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" 21. I, and Me, and Mine were sitting with lutes in the market-place of the great city, the city of the violets and the roses. "
This seems to be the first use of the three I’s. When a person states that I, me and myself did something, the person is stating that all of me did this.
What was all parts of me doing? Sitting with the lutes... Now imagined carts of lutes all around you and not one of them being lifted to make a sound.
Where were the carts of the lutes? In the city of the violets and roses. So imagine a lot of violets and roses all around.
Now I am using at least two of my senses... Sight and Smell. I see the lutes, the violets and the roses and I smell the violets and roses.
" 22. The night fell, and the music of the lutes was stilled.
- The tempest arose, and the music of the lutes was stilled.
- The hour passed, and the music of the lutes was stilled. "
Why was the lutes stilled? The only two senses not used are touch and hearing. Although a tempest may make a noise, the noise is not the noise we are listening for.
Unless I (or someone else) picks up a lute and plays it, there is no sound coming forth from the lute. Could this be the answer to this puzzle?...It seems that all of me needs to take action for there to be any sound, but is this still the true answer... I guess we will see.