Bhindrawale: an alternative view

‘The Sikhs are the only race, that I know of, who sacrificed their own nationhood in order to free the non-Sikh population of India from more than one thousand years of humiliation, subjugation and occupation at the hands of not just one but two (Semitic) Empires. They did so having fought for and secured their own independence as a nation under Islam rule more than 200 years earlier.’ Avtar

For you to appreciate this hard-hitting essay I need to explore, examine, and briefly lay bare what is a Sikh.

It is a misnomer that being born into a practicing Sikh family makes you a Sikh. Certainly, children practice the rites and ritual of Sikhi. But that is learned behaviour. Even when mimicking their elders, and perhaps even aspiring to be a proper Sikh through such mimicry, children are not Sikh in the metaphysical sense.

A Sikh, as I have written countless times, is a strata above the realm of advanced Sants, Svamis, Sufis, and Saints. A sant is one who has absolute mastery over the psychic realm. A Sikh is responsible for the welfare of the sant realm.

At the times of, and attendant in seva to, the ten Sikh Gurus, (and due to the high originality of advanced innovation), a Sikh was an unbelievably calm pacifist, who, when required, would to lay to rest a repeat killer. The Sikhs of those times never had need to raise their voice. Their psychic bearing and presence was enough.

Bear in mind, in those times artificial voice projecting apparatuses such as the megaphone and later the mic and loudspeaker system, had not yet been developed. So, an orator of that period, regardless of faith, literally had to shout to get his message across. Shouting behaviour has not died, in India at least. People there seem to forget that they are using microphones, and can therefore speak gently. The screaming and shouting automatically raises one’s blood pressure, heightens one’s nervous system activity, and leads to a tensed physiology, which renders one primed for a physical confrontation. The person sounds and behaves assertively.

Another problem of the birth-Sikhs is that they are reared on stories of historical events that highlight bravery, courage, chivalry, and heroism. These are stories of fighting the odds and succeeding, more often than not. However, the Sikh parent imparting such stories is themselves not a Sikh in its full reality, but like their child a Sikh by birth only. And therein lies the problem of Sikhism.

A Sikh is one who, coming from any faith, is the master of, and has hands-on responsibility for, those who are an authority over the so-called spiritual world. That was what separated the Sikhs of the Gurus from the faithful of all other faiths.

Only the best of the best, the most humble of the humble, found a way to be in the seva of the Sikh Gurus. Some attributes of a Sikh:

* An analyser, scrutiniser, and improver…of whatever they may confront

* Addressing every female as ‘Ma’am’ and treating every female with dignity, chivalry, and lack of misogyny

* Studies war tactics and stealth strategy

* Master of hand-arms combat

* Outmanoeuvers opponents strategically

* Sikh men/women are regarded as tender, passionate, sensual lovers by most South Asians

* Remain faithful and loyal to one partner

* Their word is sacrosanct

Only with the above clarity will you be able understand today’s essay.

Jarnail Singh Bhindranwale

According to web searches he was born Jarnail Singh Brar on 2nd June 1947, and he died on 6th June 1984 aged 37. Leader of Damdami Taksal, one of the five formal seats of Sikhism, he was an outspoken orator. He voiced the resentment of the ordinary Sikh about their betrayal by the Hindus: leading up to and even after India’s independence, the Hindus had promised a separate Sikh nation; they reneged on this promise.

His popularity stemmed from his insistence that the faithful remain vigilant, and abide by the high requirements of the elite Sikhs, the Khalsa. Like the majority of Sikhs, he saw the events of bygone times through rose-tinted glasses, rather than accepting that society has always been a multi-spectrum of misfits who dally with idealism and bemoan the failures of others.

The majority of Sikh ‘leaders’ increasingly fail to appreciate what it takes to become a Sikh, and that there are unbelievably high standards of advanced knowledge required to progress into the Khalsa realm. The same was true of Bhindranwale, except that in his case his heart was in the right place. Like other leaders, though, he was not advanced enough to recognise the what or the why that makes a Sikh and the Khalsa uniquely responsible and thus special.

An insight: The sublime is experienced by nearly all practicing Sikhs as a faith-right; however, collectively, it remains an unquantifiable realm. They are moved and ‘protected’ by this arena, but they are oblivious as to how best to describe its existence, or the experiences it yields.

He was precisely in the same boat as your average run-of-the-mill Sikh. Like them, he too sensed, but he could not explain the sensation.

He was a doer, a go-getter, one who could not sit still. He readily took a stance against anything or anyone whom he considered to have fallen from the excellence he thought all Sikhs should live by. Drugs, a hedonistic lifestyle, and irreverence for the image of the perceived Sikh status quo rankled him. His generation blamed all society’s ills on the wealth that Panjab enjoyed as the green, agricultural energy-field of India. Panjab literally fed, and to this day feeds, India. This brought prosperity.

Prosperity in tandem with zero pressure of either local wars or impending invasions, led to parents showering their children with monetary gifts hitherto unheard of in India. Sikhs were, and are, massively wealthy compared to the rest of the non-west European world. In fact, when I traveled the countries that were at that time locked behind the iron curtain almost twenty years after leaving Panjab, I was shocked to see those countries suffering from lower, weaker, almost non-existent infrastructure; and the local poverty was breathtakingly shocking even in comparison to the Panjab of twenty years earlier.

So, Panjab was wealthy. Wealthy enough to send members of their family to study abroad, and indeed to live abroad; these members in turn sending remittances back to the family village and home, thereby increasing the family’s earning and power-prestige further.

The handicap of wealth is improved health. Health, married to wealth, automatically childs conceit, self-importance and delusions of the self as an omnipotent being. Sikhs of his time suffered from the same disease of the avant-garde, technicolour palette of romanticism seducing monologue, with philosophies spiced with short-lived interactions with European industrial civilisation.

In a mixture of multi-complex rationales, he laced his oratory skills with the insistence that wealthy Sikhs ought to pressure their children towards the rites normally associated with a Sikh monastic lifestyle. Its conditions are so confusing to an outsider, especially when each male is meant to see each woman as his sister or mother, yet be anxiously prepared to marry one of these very women, and thereafter, to engage in and enjoy a full sexual life with her. It’s a case of heads I win, tails you cannot live a normal lifestyle, unless you marry. These rich kids, emasculated by the parental pressure he advocated, threw tantrums.

He, meanwhile, gained fame and popularity. For he constantly evoked age-old glories of sword-fighting, small hand-arms defence, and overcoming outrageous odds against trained armies of invaders, or indeed against ‘home grown’ newly settled Muslim rulers. He drew crowds. He spoke uncompromisingly, mired in passion as if he had returned fresh from sword-fighting and hand-to-hand combat. Sikhs so love tales of hand-to-hand combat against overwhelming odds…his popularity increased exponentially. However, he had never set a foot on a battlefield, and he had no formal or informal military and tactical training.

He was an orator, one who had the ability to inflame his audience. He evoked passions. His message stirred people. He became an irresistible force. This drew the attention of the politicians. However kitsch he appeared to seasoned politicians nevertheless he commanded a sizeable vote bank that they couldn’t ignore. So, his ego was massaged, and seduction-hypocrisy gained momentum. Everything has a price. He had a price. It was a matter of identifying that price and leveraging him into the politicians’ pocket.

His price?

A date with destiny, a reluctant delusion that he was ‘chosen’ to deliver respect, along with self-determination to Sikhs within the statehood of a collective India.

Expatriate Sikhs stoked, inflamed, and financially supported calls for an independent state named Khalistan (and not Panjab). I truthfully cannot recall him advancing that particular idea, but the theme of self-determination never left his lips. In reality, all he sought – and as is the demand of all Sikhs – was dignity via the fulfillment of a promise; and the honest barter of that promise made to Sikhs by Pandit Nehru and (Mohan Dass Gandhi) Mahatama Gandhi, in the days before India’s independence.

This set him on a collision course. Prime Minister Indira Gandhi stepped into the ring and offered a staged, well-practiced trade-off; stopping short of Sikh demands for the fulfillment of the Anandpur Sahib Resolution.

A dance of Shiva had begun.

Death was on the cards.

Each thought it would be the other’s.

The death drum gathered speed.

And he made one naive mistake after another. He miscalculated the world of politics. In fact, he had zero appreciation of politics. He did not understand that you cut a tree for firewood one day and the next day you stand on its stump delivering a speech pronouncing your credentials as an ecologist.

His lack of military service became evident in his utterances. He took the bait. He prepared to take on the might of the Indian army’s modern weaponry and tactics with his handful of men equipped with small arms weapons. He was neither a politician, nor a strategist or tactician. His popularity was based on his honesty, earnestness and frankness. He lacked guile. He lacked deceit. He lacked hypocrisy. He lacked cunning. What he said was what he meant. Wonderful attributes for a religious orator. But as a politician and military tactician he was a dead duck.

If he had had a cunning mind, then he would and could have instigated a war between Pakistan and India. This would have brought the Sikh regiments stationed far afield from Panjab back to the border with Pakistan, which in the main is shared by Pakistan and Panjab. Simultaneously, he would, on the quiet, have had his own followers present in various cities ready to occupy main-frame buildings; the armed occupation of which would have put him in control of mass broadcast, and of transportation, thereby causing maximum and immediate mayhem among the people. Thereafter, he could have incited the Sikh regiments to support his quest for the negotiation of the Anandpur Sahib Resolution from a position of reasonable strength. Just for the fun of creating discord and facilitating the possible breakup of India, Pakistan would have supported him to the hilt, politically and militarily.

However, he did what no Sikh army had done in Sikh history. He occupied the holy shrine of Amritsar not for its protection from an imminent attack but for sheltering in. After all, prior to his occupation Amritsar was under absolutely no threat from an imminent Indian army attack.

A majority of expatriate Sikhs were against his occupation of Amritsar. Yes, he had supporters, but they were a minority, albeit a vocal one.

The outcome?

A foregone conclusion.

A mere formality.

He totally played into the hands of the politicians.

The rest is history.

I witnessed the events here in the UK, and am shocked by how many of the people who ridiculed him at the time, including his lack of education, now address him as a glorified, proud, fearless Sikh General.

Yes, they call him General!

He was an innocent man, honest and sincere as the day is long. But a General? Are Sikhs really that desperate that they equate his tactics with those of a General? I absolutely will credit him with fearlessness, courage and strength of character. He did not sell himself short. But a General? Come on, please, you Sikhs can do better than that. Give him plaudits, but let us not get carried away with overly emotional praise either.

Having said that, for me as a Sikh, he gave me the one thing no one else had delivered up to that point.

Let me explain.

While traveling Europe I would come across veterans of the first and the second European war (1914-18 and 1939-45) who many a time would present themselves to me as admirers of the Sikh soldiers and battalion, and who would salute me as an orthodox young Sikh. Apart for these European war veterans, everyone else would confuse me for an Arab, Muslim or indeed a Hindu. I was never recognised as a Sikh.

Because of this sincere, honest, earnest Sikh preacher, today I am recognised globally as a Sikh, part of a nation of people who gave up their own kingdom, their country, in order to free India.

My nation, a people I am proud to call my own, the Sikhs, made a selfless sacrifice foregoing their own nation for the sake of securing freedom for what is now more than a billion people in India.

Yes, the ruling classes cheated us out of a promise. But that is the political Hindu for you. The citizen Hindu and Muslim of India, by contrast, categorically maintains that we do deserve our own statehood. I thank them for their support.

Yet in today’s India, the arrogance of some Hindu politicians is leading them to proclaim that all citizens of India are Hindus.

I once again want to remind them that ‘Hindu’ is neither a race nor a religion.

Hindi is a communal language of communication that slowly gathered momentum following its birth just over one hundred and fifty years after the establishment of Sikhism.

Hindi is like the fabled pan-European language Esperanto. Nothing more and nothing less.

And as for Jarnail Singh Bhindranwale: Sikhs, he was a seasoned preacher, a Giani. He was not a Sant in any shape or form. Please, let us not get over emotional about his credentials. Let us be sincere in our evaluation.

As a Giani, what he achieved for Sikhism is that which the best amongst us will never be able to emulate or attain. He gave me global recognition, a global presence. And, no, I do not accept the excuse that globally, in the age of the internet, race Europeans mistake me for a Muslim. The truth is that they hate me because of the colour of my skin – pure and simple. It is race and culture hatred that they exercise. And the easiest way to murder me is to call me a Muslim. Race Europeans are neither that ignorant nor that stupid that they cannot tell me apart from a Muslim. Exactly how many Muslims in the western world walk around with their traditional very loose cloth wound around their heads? I have only ever seen three in all my years of living in race European countries.

So, the fact that the world now views me as a Sikh must be credited entirely to this one, very basically educated, sincere orator/preacher, who merely wanted the dignity and self-esteem of the Sikhs to be respected by the Hindu Government – the very Hindus who until 1946 had been slaves in their own land for just a little over one thousand years.

Sikhs deserve their dignity and self-esteem to be respected by the Hindu Government of India.

And on the anniversary death of this preacher I hope and pray it will begin to accept a world where Sikhs, Muslims, Buddhist, Jains, Christians and Hindus can live in peace with each other in the land we now call India: as autonomous cultures, languages, heritages, and dignities that together protect our collective defence, economy and infrastructure as these exist now.

 

 

The Turban, The Skull Cap (Kippah), The Hijab, The Cross and the Sanitary Towel & The European Court of Justice

So harrowing is the nature of the European Court of Justice ruling on banning religious insignia, I start this blog with a Christian Prayer.

Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

The ECJ this week announced the beginning of the massacre of all non race-Europeans and non-Christians in the race-European empire that extends across Europe, north America, south America, Australia, New Zealand and Tasmania.

This much anticipated genocide of non-Christians and non-race-Europeans has been a long time coming. The piece-meal effigy justifying falling levels of morality, and a new generation of hate-philosophy-led global radio talk shows and newspapers of the race-European empire has finally arrived.

As a child, I witnessed the bloody massacre on both sides during the Kikuyu and east African call for independence.

As a child, I witnessed the family’s move to India, my enduring fear of its invasion by China, and Pakistani aircrafts flying over the border town of Panjab where we lived.

As a child, following our move to London, England, I saw the signs ‘No Irish. No Wogs. No Blacks. No dogs’, displayed in the windows of boarding houses.

As a child, I endured abject race hatred at school, on the streets, and in parks and shops. Adults physically punched me – a child – and many landed kicks in the side of my midriff or on my back for being a ‘Wog’ and having the long hair of a Sikh. I was always being told with venom to ‘go back where you come from…’.

As a child, I heard Enoch Powell’s ‘rivers of blood’ speech. I can still, even without closing my eyes, see the hatred in that man’s eyes. As a born-psychic I saw the statement becoming truth: of Europe leading the way in butchering all non-Europeans limb from limb; and consigning others to concentration camps where rape, starvation and death will be administered slowly and deliberately.

For me, then, the judgement by the ECJ against people wearing religious insignia and symbols including the turban, skull cap and hijab is a promise foretold.

Race-European, the only human race of psychopaths, will finally rid the lands it occupies of all non race-Europeans.

Congratulations. Please, all the journalists who spew venom and hatred, I humbly request that you pat yourself on the back for a wonderful, successful campaign. Your hatred, your psychopathic aspiration, is bearing fruit; and sooner than even you anticipated it will turn into a reality.

However, there are the odd twists and turns before your aspiration is fully and finally achieved.

The first thing that will happen is the marketing of a medicine that turns the proper developed humans among us into sub-humans, i.e. where they lose their pigment and become pigment-less like race-Europeans.

The next thing that will happen is the demand that women cannot be employed if they are still on the menstrual cycle. After all, women are less productive when they have PMT and are menstruating. And of course, post-menopausal women lose their ability to function at the same pace as men. But don’t worry, because a medication will permanently stop periods; and child conception, gestation and birth will be carried out in commercial incubators, housed in warehouses.

These are the futures resulting from race-European mentality and values, as welcomed by Manfred Weber, head of the centre-right European People’s Party, the biggest right-wing party in the European Parliament, who said of the headwear ban “European values must apply in public life”.

The European Human Rights Act of Religious Freedom – through which race-Europeans ritually humiliated other races, cultures and governments – now lies in tatters awaiting its final cremation. Freedom of expression and freedom of religion, once lauded as signs of ‘civilised behaviour’, now seem like used toilet tissue.

Chief Rabbi Pinchas Goldschmidt, meanwhile, cried foul of the ECJ ruling. My dear Chief Rabbi, if your race’s occupation of Palestine had not been so vehemently blood-thirsty then the future of your culture and religion in the race-European empire would not be facing the jeopardy they are.

My dear respected Chief Rabbi Pinchas Goldschmidt, did you imagine Hitler’s régime was a one-off? Have you forgotten the black shirts and Mosley of dear old England? Exactly what made you think that psychopathic hatred had transcended into mature benefaction?

Hebrews, along with all other non race-Europeans are going to suffer the holocaust, repeatedly, in each and every race-European country until race-Europeans either don’t exist or in fact evolve.

It is race-Europeans who will create the artificial intelligence that will enslave humanity.

But will they listen?

Like hell they will.

As for me, I am too old to move out to a non race-European country. My fate is to be murdered by my race-European neighbour.

Is there a way out of this mess?

Yes, but who’ll act globally on the indication I give?

Nobody.

Avtar.

Dignity NOT Equality

What is the western world’s greatest, albeit unrecognized, profanity?

Equality.

Yes, equality.

Profanity: Obscene language, irreligious, unholiness, disrespectful…these are some of the many adjectives used to express what currently passes for the profane.

To this list I add equality.

Equality is one of those buzzwords used to challenge the orthodox, the normative. It implies modernity, and apparently cleaves to the Enlightenment ideas expounded by such pre-eminent European thinkers as Kant – you know, the white men who wrote of equality while wallowing in the largesse of colonial slave-economies.

Equality – a tongue-in-cheek term rolling around in aesthetic articulation and psychological creativity all rolled into one simple word. Fantastic.

Only upon examination does it occur that equality is not fantastic. It is not a word that freed society from its (in)visible chains or gave tradition artistic license to reformat itself. It is a word based on, and shot through with, illusion; a self-contradictory logic that has somehow become the cocaine of intellectual debate.

When race relations were written into British law, back in the 1970’s, I wrote a diary essay rejecting the word ‘equality’ on the basis that it lacked personalisation, albeit that it sounded great in the abstract.

To speak of equality is to enter a tall tower whose foundations are built on sand. Upon entering, you find all differences re-branded, re-named, and re-classified into sameness. Everything is identical.

I strongly object to the concept that you, the reader, are one and the same – are in fact identical – to me.

Let me assume that the ‘you’ reading this is a woman (while I, of course, am a man).

You are a life-giver, created to give life to life. I am designed to take life, without blinking an eyelid. No matter how hard my endeavours, I cannot give life to life.

Nevertheless, you are equal to me. It is not me who is equal to you. The law is very clear on this point. It states that a female is given equality with a man.

If we are equal, however, how come my sexual proclivities are laughed off – and even admired – earning me the epithet of ‘jack the lad’ who sows his wild oats; while you as a woman who does the same are called whore, slut, slag?

Equality, oh equality, where art thou?

Race-European psychiatry begins with birth and ends with death.

Non race-European psychiatry is based on life and death as phases, in a continuum, where death is simply a change of ‘clothing’. Part of the accepted wisdom of this non-European psychiatry is that you can be born as anything, from a minute aspect of an atom, anywhere in the cosmos, to a combination of atoms resulting in large life-forms. In fact, in this reckoning life is not limited to corporeal, material existence. You could be an entity in the higher dimensions, which exceed the limitations of three-dimensional materiality.

Race-European psychiatry is objective and limited. Whereas non race-European psychiatry is subjective, open-ended. To explain the distinction more succinctly: a turtle and a shark are debating. The shark, carrying the potent responsibility of death, insists that breathing without the need to break the surface of the water has advantages that make it a superior life-form. Fish remain safely obscured. By contrast, a turtle, which has limited capacity to remain submerged under water, is a sitting target.

In this example the shark represents a three dimensional world view and objective consciousness. The turtle represents a higher dimensional existence with its out-of-the-water life. The turtle has experience of living on dry land, and engaging with the wonders of that life’s dangers and realities. The shark, regardless of its superior death authority, is never going to experience any of this.

The turtle is woman; the shark, man. Now tell me, how can any logical mind articulate and defend a concept of equality between the two species and life-forms?

This is where dignity comes in. Dignity must be the primary frame within which to make sense of and contain the conflicts engendered between genders, individuals, races, cultures, languages, and heritages.

Dignity: Decorum, distinction, stateliness, worthiness, poise, pride, self-respect, self-esteem, individuality, value, merit, significance, self-importance, sense of worth. These are amongst the many adjectives attached to the term.

I as a Sikh do not need equality with an Englishman. I want dignity. I am born with different emphases and pathways in my DNA. I view life-death from a panoramic vista, whereas Englishmen, in my decades of living amongst them, have an incomplete, narrow imperfect perspective. Additionally, they have a decaying relationship with planet earth, her natural environment, and her internal DNA – deeming her commodities (oil, coal, gas, minerals etc.,) ripe for exploitation, without a thought about how to replace or replenish what’s been raped.

Englishmen have traveled the world, carrying out mass genocide in north America, Australia, New Zealand, Tasmania and much of Africa. Spaniards did the same in south America.

By comparison, I as a Sikh consciously and thoughtfully gave up my own kingdom to eventually free Hindus from one thousand years of rape, pillage and subjugation. The very same Hindus who, upon threats from the Muslims of Jammu and Kashmir in India’s post-independence, embarked upon a mass exodus and left behind their lives, homes, heritage, wealth and dignity.

I as a Sikh nation willingly fought, when asked, and won many a decisive battle with an enemy who had never threatened me nor had any problem with me during the second European war (1939-1945).

So please explain to your own mind how two world-apart systems of thought and being can be pooled under the umbrella of equality?

All they can do is maintain the dignity of their untarnished self.

On online communication platforms I have for some time now displayed ‘Dignity NOT equality’ as my banner.

I move that we collectively champion the replacement of the undignified term ‘equality’ with DIGNITY.

….I am never ever going to be the equal of one who gives life to life….

And to ‘grant’ women equality with the archaic, brute, inferiority complex-ridden, killing-machine of men… well, frankly, if that’s what we aspire to then watch out… as it means nothing more or less than that women should start mindlessly killing men who do not obey their each and every whim!

Equality. indeed.

Toothbrush, Worship, Contemplation & Meditation

We non race-Europeans living in the west or defined by the west, keenly mimic western behaviour and morality, even though our instincts are to reject it.

For example: It is assumed that race-Europeans would not eat from an unwashed spoon from the sink, or drink from an unwashed cup. Yet, every morning and night they pick up a toothbrush from the holder, use it, rinse it, and replace it; and we follow suit.

Now, how many of us use cutlery and dishes that are merely rinsed with water rather than properly cleaned with washing-up liquid? How many of you clean and use dishes in this way for a year, maybe two?

A toothbrush is rinsed in running water, used repeatedly, twice daily, for two to three years at a time.

Don’t you think that like your dishes your toothbrush should also be washed thoroughly with good quality washing-up liquid, rinsed under boiling water, dried, and stored before its next use?

It is like inviting someone over to your house for a meal, and insisting you sit in your recently used bathroom, which smells of your foul waste. Would your guest agree to eat in that bathroom?

Yet, race-Europeans not only use the bathroom to brush their teeth, they actually store their toothbrushes in the same foul-smelling area where the whole family defecates. They then brush their teeth after each family member has finished their stint in the bathroom.

How nice.

In many Indian families the toothbrush is kept in a separate room altogether, a room dedicated to oral hygiene alone.

So, what has this to do with worship, contemplation and meditation?

Figuratively speaking, argumentative analytical humans follow the very practice of keeping their oral hygiene instruments in the toilet cubicle when it comes to worship, contemplation, and meditation.

They have convinced themselves, and anyone willing to lend them an ear, that worship, contemplation, and meditation can be conducted anywhere, anytime and in any situation.

Then they meet someone from my background, and after repeated attempts to impress us with how deep, beneficial and rewarding their technique is, they are surprised when we invite them to join us for a session of real worship. The rite, ritual and rigidity of the routine confuses them. Having to sit motionless for three hours and twelve minutes in the morning, and then again in the evening… well let’s just say that after the first morning session we never see them again.

Regardless of your birth-faith, worship in every faith is a serious activity.

In Sikhism, the morning prayers are meant to last the full allotted time of two hours and forty minutes, as are the evening prayers. At this basic level of worship, one is expected to sit motionless, without breaking the cross-legged posture, the entire time.

The master should be able to point to a student, have them stand up straight, walk ten paces, turn, walk back, and sit down again without experiencing numbness in the legs from the cross-legged posture.

How is this done?

By conscious use of bio-energy. To retain bio-energy (it is not an energy per se, but an entity….a life form), the flow of this entity (not energy), and thus prevent the student suffering from numb legs, requires intense focused attention on one’s bio-system. At the same time, the student must be attuned to the master’s thought-pattern and psyche.

Furthermore, each living being attracts and distributes entity-presence through the base transference conduits of radiation, convection, and conduction. Above this is the rule that controls the flow of the psychic entity. Above that, more subtle refined entities have their pathways, and we corporeal beings (be that as rocks, dust, air or the atmosphere surrounding this planet) are touched. We interact, and absorb or deflect, according to our initial agreed operating parameters.

Now this is where the law of confusion comes into its own.

Many an evolved and refined entity-energy is hugely disruptive, disgustingly harmful and distorted. Its ethos is so anti-god in comparison with our concept that we may as well refer to this type of entity as the devil. This evolved and refined entity-energy is the equivalent of drinking a cup of water from your recently flushed toilet bowl.

Thus, it is dangerous to perform worship, contemplation and meditation in the presence of this type of entity-energy, as the entity will masquerade itself as ‘god-energy’ and seduce you to become its pawn. Subsequently, its unbalanced and perverted social, moral and ethical compass is portrayed to your own mindscape as the genuine article.

You become a global saviour who has all the answers…if only the whole human world would bow down to you. And, of course, there is no point in telling you that you might have screwed up. No, not you!

So, you see, worship, contemplation, and meditation are not as easy as the argumentative analytical humans would have you believe.

Here, I am having a dig at the numerous global new-age centres, yoga studios, and in Sikhism the cult of the Akhand Kirtani Jatha.

The leading lights of these centres, having visited India and spent a length of time in the company of a teacher (no, not a guru, albeit they may call them gurus), assume they have learned and understood, and are therefore capable of spreading spiritual vibes.

They fail to appreciate that it takes lifetimes to master rite, then ritual, then worship. However, these self-appointed saviours of planet earth think they are the chosen one, and begin to teach. Idiots teaching idiots: they hand out certificates to idiots who have completed a set course claiming the new idiot is qualified to practice, and the newly-qualified idiot spreads the idiotic message to other delusional idiots…and just like a rolling stone their idiotology gathers no moss as it moves ever forward…and you wonder why the planet is in such disarray!

The new-age centres, along with the commercial yoga centres and the cult of Akhand Kirtani Jatha, all practice a daily régime akin to keeping their toothbrushes in the same room where the stench of their faecal matter becomes airborne. This attaches onto their toothbrushes, and they use those toothbrushes religiously, without a moment’s thought about hygiene.

Please do not assume that worship, contemplation, and meditation are easy or can be conducted anywhere or at any time.

If the surrounding area is not conducive to meditation, one cannot begin worship, contemplation, or meditation.

An analogy: men do not pick up a street prostitute and engage in sex with that person in the open view of everyone. Even that basic transaction requires a closed environment and privacy to a degree. Brothels have become the exact environment for that type of activity.

In the same manner, worship, contemplation, and meditation can only be exercised and conducted at a set time, in a pre-designated area, for a particular length of time. The harmonics of that area have to be brought into line, over a period of time, with the exercise of worship, contemplation and meditation.

This is why advanced beings chose certain points of the earth’s surface for the general public to gather and conduct worship. These points were turned into places of worship. They then become institutions with management committees, where conflict evolved, and pseudo-political parties were established. However, to you the ordinarywala, I humbly indicate and request: please attend the prescribed centers associated with your birth-faith, conduct your prayers sitting in the main chamber, for the one hundred and sixty minutes, and then leave. Additionally, I plead, please do not get entrapped in the politics of the place.

Places of worship are the centres of antrekarna (soul) cleansing – cleansing here means re-harmonising. A cleansed antrekarna (soul) accommodates clarity of thought and aids one’s inner advancement.

Christmas & New Year 2017

According to ancient knowledge, a person called Jesus joined forces with a non-Hebrew King to re-create an older tale about the Messiah, who would be killed and then rise up from the dead several days later to save the world. Jesus of Nazareth agreed to have his name associated with the ‘legend’ as he was moving with his wives and children to the north of the European continent (to an area now defined as Denmark and Scandinavia). It was a godforsaken land steeped in ancient tales where god-awakened beings possessed of supernatural mysticism resided.

This fact has given rise to emotional tales and far-fetched fantasises that Jesus established the European royal bloodline. In truth, however, his lineage fell into decay within a few centuries of his death, as any normal bloodline does, and as per nature’s design.

Yet, Christianity persisted.

In Europe, the fathers of the Christian faith were deeply impressed with an older belief practice called Brahmanism, which was left behind when the Arya race withdrew from Europe and returned to Aryadesh (India). In this older practice, the shortest day of the year in the northern hemisphere (including the weeks leading up to it and several days following it) was a day of deep reflection and introspection. On this day, one considered the passing year and made fresh promises to be a considerate human being.

While the clans and tribes of Europe that practiced Christianity took political control of the region, the rites and rituals observed on the shortest day of the year – borrowed from Brahmanism and the Arya race – continued to be observed.

It is only in modern living memory that Christmas has taken on the commercial element of over-eating, drunkenness and sexual excess – all of which are the complete opposite of the original festival anchored around the shortest day of the year. Lest we forget, Christmas is aligned with the festival surrounding the shortest day of the year, and not with the actual birth of Jesus, which took place in summer.

Now, if I focus on his name and memory I am engulfed by the most serene essence, completely in keeping with the average layer of spirituality to which he belonged. It is a wonderful essence, and if you are sensitive enough then you too can enjoy that presence.

So, please, for the sake of Jesus’ serene essence refrain from commercial Christmas…

And what of the new year that follows Christmas?

Well, the organic year changes at the spring equinox, and is a time to reflect on the outgoing year and to assess the dawn of the new year. But for those who celebrate the new year on 1st January – when the old is made new and when pressing problems too often demote one’s best intentions for the coming year – it is still important to reflect and assess, to renew old vows and make new ones. I urge the Christians among you to continue to do this, this 1st January, if for no other reason than that all living beings are intrinsically good, kind, thoughtful, considerate and protective.

My prayers for the Christian world on its new year – similar to my prayers for other faiths upon their respective new years – is that the faithful remember and adhere to the core and the ethos of their faith’s humane teachings.

I humbly request that all the Christians among you accept my good wishes for you and your loved ones; and that you turn the other cheek where those who cause you pain are concerned. And I wish you a contented new year.

Avtar

Tangible Common Constitution

Life is difficult when, like me, you are under constant surveillance: having my home raided virtually every time it is empty, and on top of that having my writings, concepts, impact statements and sound-bites stolen, only for them to then appear in some shape or form in the UK’s leading right-wing newspaper and on a talk radio station whose presenters use the same – all of this stamps and seals how highly valued, incisive and thought provoking my writing is.

On Tuesday 16th May 2016, I went to visit the Harmony Of The Seas docked at Southampton, UK. Upon arrival in the city and making my way to the open public park adjacent to where the ship was docked, I was surrounded by security personnel, and was even afforded the high respect of having a security helicopter circling overhead. Wow, just for me. I along with everyone else present photographed the ship. Later, while visiting the opposite side of the narrow sea inlet I was stopped by plainclothes officers in an unmarked car who wanted to see my camera and the photos I had taken. They know I am a keen photographer. This has now become a routine for me. They always tell me it is not personal; however, they look ashamed when I ask them how many indigenous natives they have stopped and searched.

A renowned British journalist in his article has already used a sound-bite from this essay in a right wing newspaper…

As indicated by the canon of our human heritage scripture (which regrettably has been commandeered by one national religious group) there was a time when female rule and authority superseded the male perspective and involvement in politics. It was a time when faith communities, along with army and security personnel, the governing community, and the business community, were not allowed to vote because they had influence beyond their station and remit; whereas the common person was allowed to vote precisely because they lacked pre-existing power.

The balance between those with power, and those without, which differentiatial voting rights established, was founded upon certain realities.

Might we able to re-establish this ethos today? And if so, what would it take? Can past practices have currency and be meaningful in today’s climate? Certainly, a sense of representation, having a voice with which to champion a cause, and being able to protect and promote one’s personal concerns seem key to communal well-being.

Frequently we hear and learn about unresolved issues and complaints, where the mechanisms devised to protect the common woman – rather than the common man – are found wanting or are themselves ill-intentioned.

A country’s constitution should foremost protect, enhance, and prescribe (without prohibitions) the ongoing concerns of women – be they young females or fully matured pensioners.

“Thou shalt not…” should not, and in a mature Tangible Common Constitution would not, limit or cast females to subordinate roles. Without a woman no man can be born and subsequently find meditational peace. Therefore, any set of governing rules must not conflict with the essence of female sensibilities. Indeed, the rules that govern ought to be anchored to, and guided by, female sensibilities.

Let me elaborate.

Women are far more inclined to react to situations with circumspection. This is a trait and a modality of behaviour that could have far-reaching and positive implications for everything from earth-rape activities to inter-group warfare.

Why?

Circumspection encases degree of movement and action that are tri-directional – one may push forward, retreat, or hold one’s position. These options are not zero-sum, they can be modified, changed and enacted in ways that do not offend one’s opponent.

Circumspection – careful, thoughtful, considered behaviour – renders inane the male perspective that every action has one, normatively aggressive, possible reaction. Insult and injury thus become sources of reflection rather than inciting immediate reactive action. Furthermore, female circumspection-based political power dovetails neatly with other forms of power, notably economic and social.

Another redeeming feature of womanhood is that of not pigeon-holing each and every thought and idea. In this, women have similarities with some non-western states.

Consider how, in the West, for example a penchant for classifying things leads to the development of categories, typologies, and formal structures that define some activities as corrupt (which needs to be stamped out); meanwhile formalizing a system that by these rules ought to be considered corrupt but which instead allows people to engage in legally corrupt activities, as for example, when they set off expenses against tax liabilities.

In other countries, where labeling and pigeon-holing is not a national pastime, and where activities are evaluated in terms of complex social contexts and relationships, corruption is a largely foreign concept. But these countries of honest barter and exchange are deemed by the classification-loving countries to be corrupt, while their own deceitful cunning masquerades as honest brokerage.

The same distinction can be applied to male and female power. The former is aggressive, evasive, classificatory, imposing value judgments on others while assuming superiority for itself. The latter has an affinity with social realities and relationships, and is focused on maintaining these while pursuing balance and accord, transparency and accountability.

Male power negates female power by overpowering it with shoddy unkemptness and bully-governing, where rules are made up as one goes along to maximize benefits to one’s self and one’s own power. Sure, a woman might make it to a governing council seat within a male power framework – may be ‘allowed’ to sit at the table of power – but she does so as window-dressing, and is consistently talked down, her voice drowned out, subjected to mansplaining. Because, male power is no more than a school-boys adventure club, its rules and practices conjured up on platforms high up in secret tree-houses.

Male power discards the fact that female governance is satisfying, fulfilling, elegant even; to do otherwise would be to accept that they (men) by comparison are valuable primarily as beasts of burden, and as the brawn to the female brains of warfare. In the current configuration, male power in analogous to a military coup-let government whose power has been secured without the formal vote. Femalehood, in this analogy, corresponds to the population ruled by threat of death at the hands of the armed man.

So, how to achieve natural high-grade female governance?

A Tangible Common Constitution

Its features would follow the female power ideal, in which the disenfranchised are incorporated as functioning and valuable members of society, their invigorated self-esteem renewing family and extended-family relationships in positive ways, their self-worth inspiring a happy and balanced sociality that extends beyond the personal and communal to the national and international. Concomitantly, characteristics of male power and governance subside, such as the merciless pressure to always compete and win, to be a relentless social climber, to pursue thinly veiled dictatorship as a panacea to crippling lack of self-esteem.

Governance and social structure in this mould would render the ego of male power subservient to the sociality of female power. Power would not be attained through first-past-the post or proportional representation electoral systems. Power would reside instead with the social group whose duty it is to govern – those who, importantly, regard it as a duty rather than a right. Similarly, the army would comprise the social group that coheres around the ideal of social protection, the business community would comprise that group which most closely aligns with the traits and ideals of that role, and so on and so forth.

Yet, the boundaries would be porous; individuals whose talents lie in particular directions would be able to follow the corresponding occupation. Overall governance would rest with female leaders, selected-elected by the population; and neither the military nor the business or other occupations and social roles would intervene but would function instead within and according to their own respective remits and talents.

On one hand, the Tangible Common Constitution negates the concept of majority rule; on the other, it safeguards the concept of a society that functions without fear of victimisation or marginalisation.

Is this not more redeeming than the current system in which the ‘free world’ has been overrun by idiots and buffoons for the past thirty years? Britain had a common-garden con-artist, liar, and murderer in Tony Blair, who hung on to the coat-tails of the U.S president, George W Bush, as they committed mass murder of innocent people instead of simply taking to task individual regime leaders.

I feel deeply appalled and disgusted that in my name innocent lives were taken in order to satisfy the bloodlust of two egotistical men who would hide under the table or indeed in the toilet if a bar-room brawl broke out. The truth is that these two sub-five inchers are not street fighters, yet they engaged in a proxy street fight using other women’s sons and daughters as their military.

Some of you may point to British prime minister Mrs. Margaret Thatcher as either an example of, or indictment against, female power. The thing with Mrs.Thatcher is that she was competing in a mans world, and she had to have bigger balls than the men around her in order to attain power and be seen by the population as legitimately doing so. But what does it means to have balls, other than being prepared to be more heinous than the next guy. She is the exact opposite of the model and pathway of the Tangible Common Constitution I have described. She remains in my memory “Mrs. Thatcher, milk snatcher”, having stopped the daily distribution of milk to schoolchildren in the U.K. (made mandatory after the European war of 1939-45). Milk was a vital part of the diet. In stealing it, and thereby saving mere pennies on behalf of her beloved conservative government, Mrs. Thatcher showed she had balls. Her policy set in motion the removal of free school dinners by subsequent governments.

An entire social edifice brought down as the result of one person proving they had bigger balls than another person. Maybe an economist out there can tell me precisely what wealth was created, or has been enhanced, by stealing milk and food from the U.K’s schoolchildren, and thereby forcing them to consume cheap junk food, that causes health problems, which ends up burdening the NHS, impeding quality of life, contributing to sick days, leading to the development of mental health problems that compound the physical ones, systemically eroding any sense of self-worth and social value of a young growing child might have had?

Echoing the way that breast feeding is not frowned upon, but is seen as a natural rather than a sexual act in many countries outside Europe, a Tangible Common Constitution would redefine human dignity along the lines of femalehood and remove the spectre of malehood’s mindlessness in the process.

Is any of this possible?

Yes, in small stages.

Will I see it happen?

Yes.

Where?

In one of the States in India.

Meditation & Witchcraft

What is meditation?

It is not a discipline. It is not an organised scheme with specific and unique rules. It is not an emotional procedure. Because it is not these things, because it lacks a logic-architectural schema, meditation opens itself up to the feverishly amateurish analysis of those who wish to induct the ill-disciplined secular masses into something whose rules and metaphors they themselves have no appreciation of.

This is when witchcraft comes into its own. Witchcraft is one of the arts of interference.

Originally, during the Brahma period, witchcraft signified living in tune with nature. This makes sense given that initially, bio-thought entity had absolute understanding of, and adhered to, the functions and boundaries of creation-rule, i.e. humans were attuned to nature.

Brahma is the initial stage of each bio-thought entity’s (for our purposes here: human) evolution – comprising part of the Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva, and Maiea symmetry of creation manifestations.

That witchcraft has since transformed into an act of interference flows from the fact that the creation-manifestations following Brahma – Vishnu, Shiva, and Maiea – entail more complex relationships and dynamics with nature. This is not to say that witchcraft is not still enmeshed in some basic nature-dynamic, but that this has become layered with other motivations more in sync with the post-Brahma creation-manifestation cycles.

It is worth noting, indeed, it is vital to acknowledge that the four stages of creation-manifestation are not Vedic or Hindu in the proper sense. These concepts were always already existing. Vedanta and Vedic theologians simply colonized these terms for their own use. Indeed, the Sikhism of antiquity also utilised concepts of Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva, and Maiea already in circulation.

Consequently, we can say that these terms – Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva, and Maiea – do not belong to any particular movement. They are our collective human inheritance. Their functions and boundaries are those which we too operate within, though not blindly or without struggle.

When the cycle and essence of Brahma was diluted, and replaced by a new set of rules, regulations and limitations, the next cycle – Vishnua – began. It had to vie for authority since bio-thought entities did not so easily relinquish the Brahma essence, nor let it transmute so totally into Vishnu ethos and parameters. So, there is some entanglement between outgoing and incoming creation manifestations, as well as the normal kind of setbacks that each cycle naturally has to go through in the course of what is its own evolution.

We are now in a (negative) Shiva cycle. The current Shiva cycle began to take presidency about seventy million years ago. This cycle, like those preceding it, has been slowly evolving, experiencing minor or major setbacks whenever bio-thought entities abuse nature. Such setbacks – aberrations of nature – effectively cause a reset to take place and everything reverts to its natural earth state within the cycle.

But, and this is where confusion arises, within each cycle exists the expressions of all the other cycles.

What of the bio-thought entities and their sometimes abusive relationship with nature? Well, of all the bio-thought entities on this planet, humans are the most impatient, irrational and illogical. It is these traits that compel them to challenge the parameters that confine them, e.g. nature and the various creation-manifestations. They do so partly by seeking short-cuts, and they join with others who share their ‘creative’ bent. This short-cut is witchcraft.

The potency of witchcraft is continually growing as those who seek short-cuts give themselves over to ever fantastical fits of imagination, evolving new ways to obtain their desired outcome – and, significantly, to impose that desire. They act, and come to be propelled by, a feeling of their own god-like existence and power.

So, it is the dissonance that bio-thought entities create between themselves and nature that has transmuted witchcraft from its original harmony-based practices into evil.

Now, we can see witchcraft not merely as a ‘thing’ but as existing along a continuum, from kind and compassionate to hurtful and evil. (FYI: there is another, fourth kind, which I shan’t discuss here).

One of the many pitfalls of delusional meditation, which most individuals participate in and practice, is the awakening of self-importance. For numerous inexplicable reasons this leads a person into the limelight – he is turning towards a search for short-cuts, and away from the genuine desire to assist and aid that characterized his initial encounters. The desire for short-cuts replaces sympathy with ever-increasing levels of manipulation. This is when witchcraft begins.

Witchcraft is the art of manipulating the status quo.

Beginning with kindness, the short-cutters’ own egos lead them into the murky arena of vengeful witchcraft when promises to fulfil their desires are not met. The downward spiral begins. There is no escape. Ego – a life entity in its own right – sucks the short-cutter ever deeper into its clutches. The short-cutter is mesmerised, and hypnotized by the allure of self-importance, which encourages further ventures, this time in the practice of hurtful witchcraft.

Let us now put some tangible reference to this.

Islam, Hebrew and Christianity are all encased in vengeful witchcraft. Race-Europeans are steeped in the same. Great Britain is the renowned seat of witchcraft in Europe, according to William Shakespeare – whose main works are plagiarised, according to two studies carried out by Cambridge University, England. However, nothing is ever simply light and dark; the grey area in the middle is ambiguous. Escape is very painful, but not impossible.

The problem is not with the creation, nor its unit manifestation of the individual. The problem with witchcraft lies with the secular who seek short-cuts for their life problems.

It is like not educating yourself when you were in the system, ending up with a low-paid dead-end job, and then longing for the material wealth of the intelligent, well-off and educated. In order to keep up with them, a very small proportion of the dead-end rob a bank; maybe kill in the process; and eventually get caught, and end up in prison.

Prisons are like witchcraft: emotionally brutal, escape-less, and sucking newcomers in. In subsequent births this type of seeker will automatically be placed into a scheme that allows ignorant, delusional meditation. The seeker eventually becomes a short-cutter in the process.

…and here is a warning…

Witchcrafters are found in each and every secular, religion, rite-ritual, dharma and divine arena.

Welcome to witchcraft…and you thought you were meditating!

Meditation without practicing humbleness is worshipping your own Ego.

And all bio-thought entities are engaged in 24/7 meditation.

Now that is a shock.