--- In [email protected], "curtisdeltablues" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > Our perception of what it means to have experiences of Self or God > realization from yoga techniques my change as we begin to understand > all the states our brain can support. We may decide that these states > don't matter as much as ancient people thought they did. I am > projecting a lot of my own perspective on what that guy wrote here. I > couldn't care less about what my own or anyone else's state of > consciousness is, I just want to know what is for lunch. Have you > read anything interesting lately? What skills have we acquired that > we can express in art or music? Do we treat people well? These are > all "relative' concerns, but in my experience, keeping track of how > people respond to these questions have much more to do with who they > "are" than their inner experiences. > > Take our cyber relationship. I was interested in your subjective > experiences when I first logged in here, but I only post to you now > because I enjoy what you say about your appreciation of things in the > world. You seem to be enjoying life and that is something I can > respect and appreciate, not what your sense of self is while enjoying it.
Yeah, I feel the same way. Despite the focus and determination that I show here on this forum sometimes for increasing my knowledge of spiritual techniques and understanding their more direct results, its all only important to me if I integrate it completely, like finding a nice thing to say to the checkout guy this morning when I zipped over to Safeway a couple blocks away to grab some groceries, and knowing that he is just as special, and has just as many interesting ways to express himself as we do, here on FFL.(of course I saw him for a total of 20 seconds...) Yesterday in the city, I had a nice conversation with the person behind the counter in a cafe, the Javacat, that my daughter and I went to yesterday after discovering that the french jewelry exhibit at the Palace of the Legion of Honor was closed for President's Day. Took some great pics of the place and surroundings. Before that, we drove around the Sunset district, taking pictures of houses from the 30's and 40's, Spanish Mission and Italian style mostly, lots of stucco, with the ocean in the distance a couple miles away. Then down along the Pacific coast, sunny and warm (72? degrees) but rough seas(!), where we tried to eat at the Cliff House, (the place sits hanging over the ocean just outside the golden gate) but 45 minute wait, and it seemed kind of stuffy since the remodel a few years ago, so we started just driving down Geary Street, cutting straight across the middle of the city, checking out places, until we spotted this cafe, Javacat, that had good energy, in a Russian and Chinese neighborhood, with a gold onion-domed Russian Orthodox church up the block. I ended up zipping across three lanes of traffic, left to right, at the light(!), to grab a parking space right in front of the cafe. I know-- "asshole!" the other drivers screamed through their windshields at me--. I had dolmas, humus, flat bread and salad, and Claire had a bagel with salmon, lox, capers and cream cheese. I took some good pics of the street too while there, then we just drove down to the skyscraper area, hit the freeway, and home. > > Dennis Miller once said about gay people that his own orgasm was the > most interesting thing to him in the world and your orgasm is the most > boring thing in the world to him. I feel the same way about > consciousness except that I am bored with both of our states of > consciousness. It didn't seem to make the changes in people that > impress me so I figure it is just one of the many irrelevant variables > about people I interact with. So whats for lunch Jim? > nothing very inspiring I'm afraid, like a frozen cheeseburger, and some fries. Or maybe just a yogurt, and some fresh lemonade from the garden. ..nothing that's going to knock anyone's socks off...How bout you? >
