I told you I was trouble
Suspended animation
okay then... fawn away.
Wot? (rhetorical question, no need to answer).
okay then... fawn away.
Sect is more directly derived through the old french and from the latin 'sectus', participial form of the latin verb 'seco,secare, ...'. This verb has the common meanings "to cut, carve, cut off, ...", etc.. The participle implies "having been cut off", or "that which is cut off from ...". Thus a sect is a subgroup cut off or carved out from a larger group.
The reference to 'sequi' is incorrect & misleading. Although it is possible for the forms 'seco' & 'sequi' to be related, they are very different verbs, both in form & meaning. If they are related they diverged long before the formal development of classical latin.
Mark A. Baker
Here I am! An old friend. ciao Julie! (I aslo joined only few days ago when I heard from a friend that David was writing here!)
So, getting back to part of my original post . . .
Does anyone here think that LRH will "return in his next lifetime to reassume his tech hats"?
a. It's impossible. We live once and die, that's it.
b. He's already back, but is waiting to announce himself.
c. He tried but Miscavige put him in the RPF.
d. He is face-down in a bowl of custard.
So, getting back to part of my original post . . .
Does anyone here think that LRH will "return in his next lifetime to reassume his tech hats"?
a. It's impossible. We live once and die, that's it.
b. He's already back, but is waiting to announce himself.
c. He tried but Miscavige put him in the RPF.
d. He is face-down in a bowl of custard.
Good post .
I have looked into that perspective a lot too. What makes a person fight against the 'ineluctable' experience of death? It's that something is keeping him from being aware that he HAS the ability to come through another 'expression'. So on some counts a person may be fighting to prove this to himself. I think when this is achieved one doesn't worry about the fog of accursed amnesia at all..
So, getting back to part of my original post . . .
Does anyone here think that LRH will "return in his next lifetime to reassume his tech hats"?
a. It's impossible. We live once and die, that's it.
b. He's already back, but is waiting to announce himself.
c. He tried but Miscavige put him in the RPF.
d. He is face-down in a bowl of custard.
So, getting back to part of my original post . . .
Does anyone here think that LRH will "return in his next lifetime to reassume his tech hats"?
a. It's impossible. We live once and die, that's it.
b. He's already back, but is waiting to announce himself.
c. He tried but Miscavige put him in the RPF.
d. He is face-down in a bowl of custard.
An oversimplified and imperfect analogy, but to carry through with it somewhat and ignoring the obvious physiological shortcomings, it would be as if an apple developed a self-reflective awareness of itself as an individual appleness and mistook its own mind forms (thoughts, images, memories) as defining itself.
It would develop anxieties about losing these relational forms, over losing its mind and established relationships with other apples of the tree. It literally becomes lost in thought and thinking thoughts about thought. Ignorant that it's own real and timeless being is rooted within the tree from which it emerged. The himself/herself, he/she, it concepts of self being illusory boundaries formed from a mentality rooted in temporal, organically physical existence. This appleness could never prove satisfactorily to itself that it had the ability to come through another expression of itself because there is no timeless "itself" as an individual appleness; only the timeless tree - which apples - gives seasonal expression of those applenesses.
The little self-reflective apple, once it stills its own thoughts sufficiently to become aware of the grounding presence of which it is only a small part, can truly and silently rejoice in that realized ineffable connection with the larger ground (or sea, if you like) of nameless being.
And it can then fully resume carrying on with the temporal world of apple thoughts and thinking thoughts about thoughts, and enjoy the incomparable experience of being an individual apple and know a world where all things are relative to one another. But perhaps without the anxiety, worry, stress, struggling, and relentless searching for meaning, immortality, and other illusory, but nonetheless real, symptoms of an apple whose tree has not yet been realized.
It would continue to experience the ebb and flow of growth, ripeness, decay and - being self-reflective about such things - continue to worry and suffer along as the composite appleness it is; but it would not take it too seriously, and would always have sanctuary and peace within the background presence of the tree from which it emerged and the grounded roots to which it will return. Well, either that or as somebody's applesauce.
Past lives, as such, are completely superfluous and irrelevant.
That's my retarded sounding, apple-minded spiel, and I'm sticking with it. No extra charge for the worms.
An oversimplified and imperfect analogy, but to carry through with it somewhat and ignoring the obvious physiological shortcomings, it would be as if an apple developed a self-reflective awareness of itself as an individual appleness and mistook its own mind forms (thoughts, images, memories) as defining itself.
It would develop anxieties about losing these relational forms, over losing its mind and established relationships with other apples of the tree. It literally becomes lost in thought and thinking thoughts about thought. Ignorant that it's own real and timeless being is rooted within the tree from which it emerged. The himself/herself, he/she, it concepts of self being illusory boundaries formed from a mentality rooted in temporal, organically physical existence. This appleness could never prove satisfactorily to itself that it had the ability to come through another expression of itself because there is no timeless "itself" as an individual appleness; only the timeless tree - which apples - gives seasonal expression of those applenesses.
The little self-reflective apple, once it stills its own thoughts sufficiently to become aware of the grounding presence of which it is only a small part, can truly and silently rejoice in that realized ineffable connection with the larger ground (or sea, if you like) of nameless being.
And it can then fully resume carrying on with the temporal world of apple thoughts and thinking thoughts about thoughts, and enjoy the incomparable experience of being an individual apple and know a world where all things are relative to one another. But perhaps without the anxiety, worry, stress, struggling, and relentless searching for meaning, immortality, and other illusory, but nonetheless real, symptoms of an apple whose tree has not yet been realized.
It would continue to experience the ebb and flow of growth, ripeness, decay and - being self-reflective about such things - continue to worry and suffer along as the composite appleness it is; but it would not take it too seriously, and would always have sanctuary and peace within the background presence of the tree from which it emerged and the grounded roots to which it will return. Well, either that or as somebody's applesauce.
Past lives, as such, are completely superfluous and irrelevant.
That's my retarded sounding, apple-minded spiel, and I'm sticking with it. No extra charge for the worms.
Paradox, could you start a new thread with this?
imho, it deserves a separate discussion.
I want
I want to be your apple pie,
the apple of your I,
I want your I and the I of me
to have a little toke and see
how wondrous it is
that Death need not hurt,
when we know we are nothing but a fruity desert.
Paradox, could you start a new thread with this?
imho, it deserves a separate discussion.