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Fists and concrete blocks (key to consciousness)

Those who know me (and readers of this blog, come to think of it) know that I have been on this spirituality buzz for a while now. I’ve blabbed on about A New Earth and in keeping with that, I had this fleeting thought that, I hope, will be substantial enough to form a short post.

I’ve only ever heard and read segments of The Secret, which I believe is similar. But the other day as I told my friend this analogy, she said that I am basically reading from The Secret. When it is there all along but you have to open your eyes to see it; that, dear Readers, my Floor Jawers, is consciousness.

Something similar happened to a friend of mine three years ago. I told him about A New Earth. He had a really dense ego and kept fighting me on whether he should read it or not. So one day I got to him and he said he would think about it.

Get this: he said that when he went home, the book was in his room. He asked his sister why she put it there. She told him that she had read it and put it in his room weeks ago. It was there, but he did not see it. He was not open to receive it at the time.

But I digress.

The analogy deals with this idea of density. I heard someone referring to someone else as a concrete block. I laughed uncomfortably because this was unfortunately true. This was another person with a dense ego and pain body.

It made me think about my own body and how unaware I am of it most of the time. Like I’ve said before, to remain conscious and present can be hard work.

This reminded me of the time I went to the dentist and as she was injecting me with the anaesthetic, she told me to relax my shoulders. I told her that I was relaxed and she repeated herself. I had not even realised that I was still hunching them in anticipation.

How often do we lose control of our bodies? I don’t mean this in the incontinent way. That’s between you and your bartender.

Raised eyebrows, hunched shoulders, sore backs, tense muscles and (here’s the analogy) clenched fists.

Our hands are indicative of our spirits and consciousness’s. When we are angry, how many of us walk away and say “I am free and shall do this in a calm way la di da”? I don’t.

Fists are a sign of fighting, resistance. When we clench up, we become concrete blocks that deflect any words and attempts at breaking through the emotional wall. Doing my daily affirmations the other day, I didn’t even realise that I had a few negative words in there.

Don’t say don’t, say do.

On the other… hand, when you attempt to remain calm, still and present, you become translucent, able to let negativity pass right through you and filter words and thoughts that are being directed at you. This is not the same as transparent, where you lose yourself, disappear and become a virtual ghost.

So keep those hands open as we keep the spirit open and embrace all that comes your way. And don’t shut out people who care about you.

* A later conversation with a friend, before I posted this, made me aware that I was indirectly also addressing “The Serenity Prayer.” This was, I must make clear, not intentional and any plagiarism was accidental.

 

<p>Author <a href=”https://plus.google.com/102128103971030481396” target=”blank” rel=”author”>Jerome Cornelius</a></p>

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STFU, I’m reading my Bible!

So as many of my Floor Jawers may have heard, Lady Gaga is coming to South Africa. As I posted a blog entry about her a mere few days before, I would like to personally claim responsibility for this.

However, the mock is never too far behind. I got a chain message from some nutter who urges Muslims and Christians to band together and protest this heathen from entering our fair nation.

Can I say that never has a word been more ironic than FUNdamentalist!

I am a religious man. So I am more than qualified to speak about this subject. Unfortunately I am preaching to the converted, as the people I know (and I hope the people who read this blog) are enlightened and smart. But come on now…

What’s with this using the Bible as a crutch? As a former student of Translation Theory, I have learned about the intricacies associated with this. There is always something that’s gets lost or gained when translating and back translating a text. This is why I do not understand how a people can rely on a text which was, I believe, written in Aramaic and been translated so often that it could be something completely new from where it started.  I don’t think that this is unfair, especially when people use sections of this text, out of context, to justify their point. Anyone who has played a game of Broken Telephone knows that you always lose your message when it gets passed on many times. This game of Broken [insert religious text] has been going on for a long time and I would personally feel very foolish if I had stuck to something that must have been changed at some point over the centuries.

Lady Gaga is a part of a free society; just like your right to expression is a part of society. I do not complain when the local marching band from the church down the road comes blaring through the street when it suits them. So what’s to stop me from going into the church on a Sunday morning and doing my own sermon?

Respect. That’s what it is.

I respect your right to believe, so why do you not respect my right to live as I want? Seems like such a simple question. To me, that is. I am perfectly content with people preaching all kinds of craziness, but why does it have to be at the expense of others? Typical case of the majority taking advantage of the rest of the populous.

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Wow, taking a second and reading back what I have just written and it is so hard to not rant and be frustrated regarding this issue.

One of my favourite phrases is “top it or stop it.” Do or don’t, now or never, go big or go home, nothing in-between. So why do these people not (forgive me for this) practise what they preach? Because then it would expose how shitty it is to be religious in this world. You don’t want to do it, so why top it when you know you want to stop it.

In my studies I learned a word called “anachronistic.” This is when a detail does not fit in with the historical context. Think of calling Jane Austen a feminist writer… wrong, because this idea was only thought up many years later. Or The Flinstones, humans and dinosaurs living side by side is historically inaccurate.   This is a word and argument that I often use against religious people who use their words against others.

Applying the way we live today to ancient texts is not staying true to your argument, nor to your own religious views and beliefs.

Closing your ears and going “lalalalalala I can’t hear yooooou” is tantamount to what these people do when these arguments are raised against their judgmental stances.

Maybe the Muslim brothers and sisters of Sunny SA should go over to Saudi Arabia, or build a homeland in Somalia. I hear those two are real fun places if that is your thing.

Hey Christians (you didn’t think I would forget about you, now did you?) there’s an extra from the cast of “Ben Hur” who is currently unemployed, his name is Jesus Christ. Good public speaker and he will even build a chair when your derriere gets tired from riding your high horses.

He also has some good things to say. Well, that’s if you really listen.

<p>Author <a href=”https://plus.google.com/102128103971030481396” target=”blank” rel=”author”>Jerome Cornelius</a></p>

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A New… You.

  • I’ve been thinking about the adage “The best revenge for heartbreak is looking good.” I think I have the exact wording wrong, but it’s simple. You get your heart broken and instead of moping around and waiting for better days, you fix yourself up goddammit.
  • New hair, wardrobe, diet, exercise and the rest that would make him/her/them eat his/her/their heart(s) out. But this made me consider what this focuses on. The outside. So I’m reading Eckhart Tolle’s A New Earth AGAIN. I die for it. So insightful, but it made me realise how easy it is to lose ones way, and especially focus. My god, it happens in the blink of an eye, or over the slip of a year. Looking good after someone takes your feelings for a joke are fine and well, but then what? I’ll tell you what, you are the fool who is left gloating for a good few moments and then you feel like a right twit for being so superficial.
  • Sure the memory will remain and it’s something to laugh with your friends over drinks. The unfortunate thing is that many memories tend to stick. And in the end, it will become something to cry over. Over many drinks even, possibly alone.
  • I’m reading the book for the fourth time and I always find a new perspective or insight into something I had previously overlooked in my life. It feels like a new reading each time, depending on the time and place in my life. This time it made me think about this inside/outside thing. Sure it feels amaze to walk into a room and having people cooing over the way you look. Trust me; I have had it happen many a times (in the mirror at home while I’m alone. Still counts)
  • So how about a little balance?  Instead of faffing and preening, sit quietly with yourself for a moment and think about the mock in your life, the good and the bad. A lot more shit will come from it, but you know what, that’s the point and that is OK. If we all take a look at what is lurking inside, I think we will be surprised at what we are suppressing. Alright, this rant is officially over. My friends can come out of hiding. Well, as long as you all remain conscious and present as you do that.
  • <p>Author <a href=”https://plus.google.com/102128103971030481396” target=”blank” rel=”author”>Jerome Cornelius</a></p>

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