Meditation Parts I & II

Part I: Simpleton’s Hopscotch 

The problem with meditation is that it is simple. It is the one talent both intellectuals and simpletons have in common. It is its simplicity that causes confusion, compelling its admirers to chase shadows as yet unformed.

The search for the elusive spy – who walks like a king, cloaked in myth and shrouded in the language of duplicitous rationality, giving optimism to trumped-up theories while evading all attempts at being tamed like a domesticated animal – beguiles and bemuses.

So why is this simpleton’s hopscotch so damn confusing?

Because we are all too intelligent, that’s why.

Ordinarywallahs have one great fixation – locating their Godliness. Wherein the ideology of a marriage between ego and the improbable is founded on a system of literally misunderstood coincidence, whereby they are pulling bunnies out of an imaginary hat, telling everyone their self-delusion is a reality.

So does that mean we from our background have any better idea of how to disentangle the contradictions, confusions and complexities that are part of the unfathomable? No, we are as lost as the ordinarywallahs, though we are more adept at reading the signposts of the unfathomable, thus giving us unprecedented privilege and insight. The kind of insight that we use to claim that the light of the inner eye seen by ordinarywallahs is merely part of their overactive imagination, while our own is the pukkah entity.

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Moving on, there is little doubt that you are the king of all you survey – even the lawn of the mental asylum in which you are a long-term resident. The asylum that is also your freedom. Welcome to freedom. Welcome to rust-bucket Earth. Where the Anglo-Saxon, claiming to protect you from a ‘terrorism’ of its own wily invention, has created an asylum overrun with CCTV cameras that record your every step, your every word, your every sigh. Your freedom: an asylum founded by and run on the principle of psychopathic Anglo-Saxon fear-based religious intolerance. And you? You are a willing, paid-up member thereof – swallowing the state-PR pill in which all are terrorists who do not glory in the self and the individual as the highest of God’s creation.

Now cast your mind back to the ordinarywallah’s fixation: the search for internal Godliness. Doesn’t seem so simple now, does it, mired as it is in contradictions and confusion.

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Recall that in the 1970s the Palestine Liberation Organisation hijacked and blew up aeroplanes in the desert. It organised the murder of athletes at an Olympic Games. Decades later, a machine gun assault on international cricketers in Pakistan took place. In another episode, innocent worshippers were gunned down for daring to pray at a place that practiced alternative worshipping methods. If politicians at the time of the early PLO activity had drawn an iron curtain then two political movements – the West and the Soviets – would have gone on to enslave the humans of rust-bucket Earth.

In fact, that is what happened. But why? Whence the enslavement?

Because absolute power corrupts.

And this lesson has everything to do with our subject: the search for self-enlightenment.

Because, when you put people of my background on a pedestal then rest assured that like those in the White House we too become avidly autocratic, absolute power corrupts us too. And as long as you kowtow to us and our every utterance, you are complicit in your own enslavement. It may be that you are involved in a self-advancing enslavement, but it’s enslavement nevertheless.

Is there any escape? Well I can’t get you the medicines that’ll knock you out; but I can share with you the pathway to meditation. Even then, however, humanity needs to reawaken its commonsense and recognise the world and its ecology as an extension of, rather than separate from, the inner self; and inner-self rooted in freedom.

And what are the basic mechanisms of this meditation?

An oft-quoted starting point is to “look inside yourself”. What does this even mean? Apparently, it means the Mind – that fail-safe, universal, get-out-of-jail-card.

Has anyone seen Mind? Has anyone experienced Mind? If truth be known, even Mind has never met Mind. So what hope for the aspirant searching for Fool’s Gold – what proof that it is to be found in Mind or that Mind even exists.

I, as somebody who has been through the mill and come out the other end, well and truly Divinely traumatized, state: at this moment in my development, I can successfully argue that Mind is a red-herring in this world of Indian vegetarian spiritual evolution.

So, let’s leave Mind to the know-alls… those with zero-realisation of Mind!

Let me explain: you are walking; you trip; you get up. Do you berate the ground on which you tripped or do you understand that your own feet tripped you over? Mind is the ground you walk on. It is not Mind that you need to control. It is your feet, you need to pay attention to how you use them to walk.

Mind is the canvas. Your feet are your thoughts. You consider your thoughts and the rationalities they conjure up as absolute, instead of variables that can be moulded, amended, controlled.

It is your thoughts you have a relationship with; not your mind.

The short-cutters, sitting cross-legged in their cheap white meditation garb, claim that thoughts have to be watched and allowed to peter out of their own accord, and that once this happens meditation begins. Oh please!

I suggested that the mechanisms of meditation must be understood before the journey can begin.

So… let’s start:

Examine your position on rust-bucket Earth. Picture rust-bucket Earth in her relation with the Sun. Now picture the solar system in relation with its position (okay, just imagine where you think it is) to the rest of this galaxy. Now keep on expanding your imagination about this galaxy’s position and relationship with the rest of the galaxies in this cosmos. Now imagine the boundary of this cosmos and imagine what you may find there. Keep that in your thought.

Now:

Imagine where you are and look at the ground. Go deeper into the ground. Find in your imagination underground rivers or caves. Go deeper. Feel the enormous pressures as you go underneath into the darkness. Keep traveling. Now feel the heat in that abject darkness. The heat become intolerable, but it neither hurts nor burns you. Keep travelling deeper. Now reach into the very center of rust-bucket Earth. The light and heat are piercing white. Enter it. Feel it. Become part of it. Now as part of it look out into the solar system. And the first thing you will feel, if you have done this exercise correctly, is how powerful and protective rust-bucket Earth is against the harmful power of the Sun. Eventually, you will rationalise that rust-bucket Earth is a powerful Baba looking out for you.

Now let us make sense of the two exercises:

The first is the expansion mode of meditation, where you expand yourself into a never-ending examination of who you are or where you are going. This is your mega-Ego at work. This is not meditation but self delusional ego-medication leaving you feeling uplifted, like you’ve just taken your sensory and nervous systems out for a ride and dumped the nervous tension and anxiety. This depletion of the nervous tension is considered ‘meditation’.

Let those who value such an experience, let them live it. For them it is true.

In the second exercise, you have to journey internally into your Self. This Self is the You. This You is the egoless God-Particle that centres You and makes you aware of your inner You.

Truth is internal. It is within. Nothing is external. The external is the expansion of your inner awakening.

The inner You exhibits and lives itself as a ‘life’ expressing its inner awakening. For example, a particular human race has wiped other races off the face of this planet because it, the perpetrating race, exists at the farthest point away from the pure centre of itself.

I cannot emphasise this enough: each of you has to examine where are you in your own development. You cannot exceed where you are. The simple fact is that no one can self-teach/learn meditation. The above examples are not pathways, and do not lead to meditation. All they lead to is personal Ego-worship. For the truth of meditation is that it has to be ‘graced’ by one who has mastered the path. And that grace is earned by lifetimes of servile humbleness. It is not for you to decide that you are ready for that grace or for an understanding of meditation.

Surrender is the key. Personal as well as ego surrender to somebody… who may be a complete fraud. Either way, if that is what is prescribed for you as a pre-ordained experience, then you must accept its outcome without complaint or feeling of abuse. I have detailed this journey in a book – the basis of which draws on the first eight pages of greater and lesser well-known faith scriptures. It’s a must for understanding what is needed to advance into meditation (It’s not in print yet; one day, perhaps!).

But for now, let’s get back to making sense of the exercises shared above.

Inner awakening is not an individual exercise. Each human has absolute responsibility for the entire link of its genetic make-up from the past, and each one lays a foundation stone for future generations.

If you live like senseless killers, as part of a race that enjoys killing anything not identical to itself, then your future births are guaranteed to put you right back into the same killing pool. You will be born as a killer for all time; your fear-induced part of your signature. And in this game: you will kill one type of human only to be born as the one you have killed; the human who kills you becomes you, and then kills the new you, which now looks like the old them. There is no escape.

Just as it is stated, quite factually, that you are your own parent and your own child, so it is that you are your own victim and your own persecutor. The secret is respect. Respect others. Never mind that they do not respect you. Let them do what they will to do, you must remain calm and detached; that will set you free from the cycle of perpetual violence. I do need to explore this in more detail, and have in fact done so in my book “Mischievous Mystic” (again, unpublished – because it is too controversial for publishers’ tastes).

Part II: Why meditation always failsThere are several types of meditator. Each unknowingly following one among a hierarchy of meditation methods.

Each aspirant influences and affects the outcome of meditation as a result of their psychic, genetic, social, linguistic and cultural composition. Give a man a transfusion or a transplant and this too will alter the class and quality of his meditation and its outcome.

Thus, meditation is an unbelievably complex subject, encased in the trinity of contradiction, complication, and confusion that I have been instrumental in bringing into public space and knowledge.

Like the current nonsense of yoga classes – where yoga is ignorantly marketed by those seeking personal fame and public acclaim, and now consists of a set of ‘exercises’ totally unrecognizable from its actual roots and purpose – meditation too is fast becoming a virtueless activity.

Here I’m going to explain the pitfalls – it is for you to decide how to proceed.

On one hand, we have the career meditators. The ‘inner calling’ professionals, who join an enclave of like-minded thinkers and become part of any one of the world’s larger or smaller sects. An earnest, dedicated, faithful bunch, they are committed to the sect or organisation of which they have become naturalized. Feigning disdain with money and mammon, theirs is a pseudo-secular detachment that in guiding the laity towards donating 10% of their incomes while holding forth on the evil of money, manages to harvest the same and interestingly have quite substantial deposit accounts – becoming in the process reclassified as religions. Denouncing secular lifestyles, these career meditators are often found to be exhorting inner beauty, often as a panacea to their own plainness and social awkwardnesses, and because God hates aesthetically pleasing people and things, don’t you know!

In contrast with these professional meditators are the creative lay meditators – engulfed by an initial wave of intensity at their first go, and then awaiting inspiration to strike a second time. And when they do meditate, it is only until some powerful thought occurs to them and some urgent errand is remembered, or else their favourite TV program is about to start.

What the lay meditators don’t understand is that meditation is a modality of being. It is not for them to jettison meditation on a whim, or put it on a stopwatch. Or to opine the lack of celestial alignment that is keeping them from accessing their next meditative fix. Not for professionals the laxity of letting meditation rot until the stars align or for inspiration to strike. They are, within the organizational ambits of their choice, set a meditation regime and must at the very least either attempt or attune their thoughts to the one to three elected points of attention for as long as has been prescribed by organizational rules and templates.

Laypeople by contrast flit from one thought to another, one point of concentration to another. They have brought into the misnomer – which I admittedly use a lot in guiding novice lay meditators – that you should watch your thoughts come into the foreground of your attention and them let them dissipate; it’s a red herring, advanced by people of my background because we are utterly dismayed that a fundamental basic such as focusing your attention on one elected point day in, day out, is beyond people. Instead of castigating them about their failure to even grasp such a rudimentary task, that will anyway fall onto deaf ears or beget defensive justifications and an egotistical sense of wanting to get the ‘real’ meditation stuff, we have shifted the parameters of meditative technique to suit the basest of abilities.

To illustrate: it is like somebody who attends a swimming lesson, watching from the side of the pool how learners use floats to help them master basic movements of staying afloat in water; and having observed, the person presumes to have understood swimming and then jumps off a cliff into the sea expecting to swim…. Just join me in a moments silence for the idiot that just drowned.

Meditation, like a natural body of water, is dangerous.

Having read a bit here, heard a discourse there, the lay meditator presumes him/herself to be adept like the hapless would-be swimmer who drowns.

Then there are those laypeople who after a few months of earnest indulgence feel compelled to teach others what they have (ahem!) mastered. Affiliation with some formalized club ensues, rules are learned, the club’s own preferred meditation style is followed, and hey presto the lay meditator emerges as an accredited meditation practitioner and teacher.

The idiot is certified to teach Idiotology to a delusional Idiot-in-waiting.

For all my misgivings about the professional meditators, at least they understand that meditation requires regimented daily activity without which rudimentaries it cannot be understood let alone learned.

Laypeople assume self-enlightenment is around the corner – no delayed gratification for them; and for sure, their method of meditation is the best. And of course it’s logical for them to go on and form their own clubs and sects, dedicated to their own preferred method – leaving aside the inescapable hierarchy of meditation methods that exist! – forgetting if ever they were cognisant to begin with that meditation requires a strict agenda and regime of practice.

The professionals at least know that from strict discipline of the regime and regimented lifestyle they follow that one is as able to adjust an event as a grain of sand is able to influence the ebb and flow of tide. Professional meditators understand that meditation is a constant 24/7 activity, such that in order to fulfil this as well as the daily requirements of being a cog in their organisation that constitutes time spent away from meditation, they become masters in the ability to function as dutiful cogs while never forsaking their meditation.

Lay meditators never attain or achieve even the rudimentary stage that would allow them entry into the bottom rung of an organised regime where meditation is taught with such harsh and strict discipline.

Professional meditators for their part understand that enlightenment is not the reason they learn meditation. They learn meditation for the peace it gives them, without accompanying need to envelop the God’s entire creation in their own version of peace. They respect God’s creation and have zero desire or need to change that creation to fit with their vision of a better human world.

In sharp contrast, lay meditators have an inbuilt need to change what falls outside their preference and idealism. There are races that emulate precisely this ideological bent. Both European Christians and Muslims in general are trapped in a self-delusional need to want to change God’s creation.

The Muslim psyche is trapped at the kundalini chakra: a chakra that imbues them with delusional judgement; they suffer from lack of self-esteem and measure their value in terms of irrational authoritarianism and the suffering this can bring to bear on others; the more outlandish an idea the more they are convinced of its purity. They behave as if they are above the creation of the very God they claim to follow. Thus, the meditator raising their kundalini should please heed the warning that it leads one into attunement with a sort of ‘fanatical overlords’ lifestyle and attitude.

The European race is contrariwise trapped at the base root chakra – with no escape. In this environment if somebody does not fit into your Weltanschauung then it is acceptable to kill – human or animal – and to remodel the environment and the ecology to better suit one’s idea of glory.

And this brings us to the last point: meditation is not a personal; rather, it influences your entire race’s agenda, and if done incorrectly will lead to one global disaster after another.

A sobering thought on which to end! Welcome to meditation: not quite the mother of all peace; more often than not completely the opposite.

 

Trophy Wife

Nothing infuriates cultures, societies and communities more than drug use within their circle or when an outsider from another racial, social, lower-economic group, religious or dharmic background wades in and charms the attractive, desirable, marriageable girl to marry him and convert to his faith group and bring up ‘her’ children in his faith.

It amuses those of my background that a family whose structure is steeped in rite and ritual (religion) or conducted according to the edicts of one’s faith should foam at the mouth when a girl hailing from their community elopes with, or with the support of her parent/s marries, her amour from another faith and follows his tradition.

If all faiths are identical (a red herring ever there was one), then why the knee-jerk sense of loss of ‘respect’? Should you not be pleased that your daughter has left one faith and is now following another faith with greater fervour than she did her own?

There is an art to, and an equal amount of violence in, the practice of religion and dharma. At a religious level, violence constitutes hands-on murder of those who fail to mimic your own religion; at a dharmic level, it is less overt, more sly.

Commonsense takes a vacation and the fervently devout are consumed by a need for vengeance at any cost. But Why?

Philosophically and historically, societies at the apex of materialistic grandeur have a reasonably relaxed attitude towards interracial, intercultural, and interreligious unions. Aryadesh exercised it. So did sub-Saharan Africa, China and the Egyptians, Greeks and Romans. Now the western world is experimenting with such tolerance. And it is not by some elitist reverse-engineering of mentally retarded notions that such tolerance is allowed.

The basic cause of tolerance and respect of inter-group alliances centres on accumulation of personal wealth. When the masses enjoy a very high standard of material life, their obeisance to the dictates of rite and ritual becomes a lesser priority. But take away the veneer of wealth and the feel-good factor it connotes, and notions of social and communal ‘respect’ become the arbiter of self-esteem and prestige.

If from the apex society a suitor wooed a woman from the financially challenged community, then, somehow, the proposal is accepted in relative terms by both sides. However if the suitor happens from  an equal financial community, but of course from an outside faith, then the pain of this union by the girls parents and family is registered in suicidal and vengeance terms, where eye, tooth and life are bartered as if one was at a market buying ones daily ration.

So far, I have focused on the reaction of the ‘victim’ of this cultural insult. Now let me turn the tables on the suitor.

It is seen and enough evidence exists about how ‘high’ an African-American feels landing a European woman as his wife. Regardless of his commercial status, the happy, buzzing, high-heel kicks seldom leave his face, or his peacock walk. The sense of having pulled a master stroke and beguiled the European race and community by winning the affection and love of a European woman seldom leaves his or his communitys’ sense of attaining the unattainable.

However, we read in newspapers the sorry mess that the African-American pop singer Diana Ross had to endure at the hands of the Norwegian shipping magnet’s family whose son chose to marry her instead of a blonde blue-eyed Scandinavian woman.

It seems that if the rich marry ‘beneath’ their racial station then the knives are out for the couple. Yet, the same marriage seen from the racially ‘inferior’ party is viewed as payback for the horrors of centuries of subjugation.

Now, into this mix let us bring the motives of established Indian movie ‘studs’, of whom the vast majority are Muslim, while their partners are invariably from non-Muslim traditions. So, why, when more Muslims live in India than in Pakistan, do these Muslim movie ‘studs’ chase, woo and seduce non-Muslim women?

Is it that by doing so they will enter heaven and be overwhelmed by virgins for the rest of their stay?!

In any case, what is the duration of this heavenly vacation? And what happens to the virgin once deflowered? Is she rejected while he moves on to the next virgin in the queue and so on and so forth? And if heaven truly is heaven, presumably there’s no place for unclean things like blood – so do the virgins soil the sheets and are these hung out to attest to her former virginal state? Is the deed done in the heavenly home, and if so, surely its overcrowded with ancestral males involved in an endless conveyor belt of deflowering virgins. And Muslim women who enter heaven – what is their celestial reward: virgin males with bulging biceps and six-packs?

As I have maintained all my life, I have yet to meet ‘God’. So I seek education in this matter from those who lack my abilities, yet who are somehow more accurately able to state what goes on in Muslim heaven.

So, back to Muslim Bollywood movie stars and ‘studs’ – God’s gift to women and seemingly too good for Muslim women.

Why?

Why do these men invariably choose a non-Muslim woman?

Because esteem and wellness accrue from finally being allowed to sit at the high table. Self-respect and self-worth are measured in the ability to chase, woo and marry a non-Muslim Indian citizen. In ordinary life, in the realm of inter-religious marriages that I observe, the most sought-after liaison is with a Sikh partner. Male or female. Among the Sikh men who marry Muslim women, they always consider themselves to be married to a Sikh woman and there is none of the fanfare and shouting from rooftops at having converted a girl to your religion as is the case so often among Muslim men marrying actual Sikh girls.

Sikhs treat their inter-religious marriages as normal Sikh marriages. They never try to radicalise the girl or convert her or her offspring. They marry the people they love and go quietly about their business, believing the union is established by a higher order – nothing more, nothing less. The very opposite is true of Muslims – they mire their wives in emotional turmoil, impelling them to convert, to use a Muslim name and to denounce their origins and heritage.

One day, and I know this day will come: Islamic people will wake up and behave like the tolerant faith they really are.

Honour Killing

Honour killing is an emotionally fuelled sacrosanct ideal, and is meant to define human ethos, ethics, conduct, sensibilities and sensitivities.

To understand honour killing, as opposed to honourable death, heterosexual men have to attend gay bars on their own, get friendly with the patrons, accept their advances, agree to accompany them to a private party where several of the person’s associates are present, then be physically overwhelmed when he refuses to engage in one-on-one sex, then be brutally – and against his wishes – repeatedly anally and orally raped.

Now, how many of you men are prepared to go through the rest of your life reliving your powerlessness over the incident and believe that you have the ability to detach yourself, forgive the perpetrators, and even forget the entire episode.

Now, let us open another thought-window…

You are lying anaesthetised on an operating table. The incision begins. To your horror, you feel each and every cut. But you’re unable to move or physically register an objection to the continuing cut of the knife. Can’t imagine how that might feel? Ask somebody to stab you repeatedly with a pin in various parts of your body – as the pin punctures your skin, remain passive and totally unresponsive.

Can you do that?

Now, let’s add another layer to this, specifically, the Asian and European mindscapes.

Until the mid c.20th, the concept of Judgement Day and the idea of life after death were realities. As personal wealth increased among the European grassroots, these cherished centuries old ideals along with that of an all-seeing judgemental God dissipated; and life was theorised and lived as if it were all about the here-and-now, and that after death came nothing.

This mindscape is the ground-zero of modern psychology. And it is based on the experience of American GIs in Vietnam. During that war the American soldiers on one hand were happily ensconced in their helicopters engaged in shooting defenceless people on the ground; on the other hand, when at the receiving end of firepower they experienced fear of death in terms of a fear of no return.

Where did this reimagining of death emerge from?

The live-for-now attitude was forged in the challenge to such unwritten social rules as respect for elders. Rebel Without A Cause was accepted not as mere silver screen entertainment but as the motto, the cornerstone, the edict, the demigod of a new society. Children were rent asunder from the multi-generational living mode, away from the guidance and interaction of their grandparents. They were brought up by people who were child-adults themselves and who had zero experience in child-rearing, and who now no longer had the stability and vision of their own parents’ experience to lean on.

Parents adopted a radical modernity, granting unfettered freedom to their children; and the latter, once set free, set about defining their own parameters. Freedom engaged sexual revolution in the 1960s, and chucked out the foundations of the European psyche whereby socially-inept and sexually-frustrated religious practitioners chastised their flock for success in these arenas. Sexual freedom did away with the wrath of God, and focused on the here and now, on the belief that you only live once and ought therefore to live it to the full.

This ‘new thinking’ rewrote psychology, adjusting and readjusting Freudianism. At its core was the near-death experience of American GIs, whose fear was turned into a euphoria about this one and only life and was then rammed down the throats of a new generation – not only in America but globally. One vogue came to replace another; one idiotic idea displaced another – freedom wrapped in fear became the psychology of the day.

Opposing this psychology is the one cherished by nearly all non-Europeans as an absolute truth. It is that one’s actions here and now are like a bank account in which passive, caring, humane behaviour accumulates positive points which are then bartered for an easier, healthier, wealthier, trouble-free human cycle next time around.

Within this non-European mindscape there is more emphasis on life lived within extant social parameters, these latter being the arbiter of retribution, punishment and boon for one’s actions that will be the net characteristic of one’s next life – unless your actions are so heinous that your next lives will follow the life-pattern and template of animals rather than humans.

This mindscape is based on Buddhaji, who detailed the journey of his ‘life’ from human form into various plant and animal forms, and eventually into human form again – the accumulated experience of which allowed him the attainment of enlightenment. Since others of Buddhaji’s level have described similar journeys, this template of existence is embedded in the non-European psyche as an absolute.

Within this journey, various hierarchical realities exist; there are no black and white life-patterns, all is interlinked and interwoven. The higher levels correspond to social and ethical behaviour, the lower ones to shame and failure of discipline individually or among one’s family.

A soldier who follows orders is honoured. A soldier who disobeys orders brings shame on his regiment. This shame is not dishonour – both are as different from one another as the truth is to a lie, as sunlight is to moonlight.

Shame is shame. It stands on its own merit.

So, where does honour killing fit into all this? Well, it emerges from, and belongs to, yet another mindscape altogether.

Very few people in the world experience the reality-emotion of living death – that space where you are alive inasmuch as the body continues to function, but you are intellectually and rationally dead; where you are clinically alive but psychically dead. To experience living death is to be a walking corpse.

In living death all that registers in one’s mind is that an aberration of correctness has taken place; and that if left unchecked it will reproduce that aberration, unless and until the anomaly is reset. Assuming that you will take birth as maybe the third but definitely the fourth generation of the same lineage and family means that the original aberration – the state of functioning outside accepted social parameters – will pursue you into that lifetime.

You then have to ask yourself the very serious question of whether you want to be born as an ostracised member of your community, generations along, and where nobody wants to deal with you or marry you or be connected with your family.

The reality of such isolation, coupled with being a living corpse, is what compels the act of what I call resetting the anomaly. Hence, honour killing.

I should state here that I have deeply personal problems with this reaction. My deeply ingrained Sikh mysticism and ethos lead me to reject the notion that the anomaly leading to the aberration of correctness is the fault of the woman involved.

In this world of male dominance a woman – even in the European world – is answerable to the man in her life. It is the man who chases the woman of his desire; the man who is the aggressor and pursuer, refusing to accept the woman’s rejection (which normally she withholds for the sake of a peaceful life), and coercing her into an act which when it comes into the open light of society creates the state of living corpse – usually in the woman’s father.

This living corpse state and mentality has no remedy. Time does not heal the pain; it is so deep, so thorough, that words cannot explain it. As an old-fashioned Sikh I am adamant that if you must kill the woman who has been compromised and coerced, then the man responsible must first be killed by his own family. If they refuse, then there can be no basis for killing the woman either.

But the question remains, how easy is it to relive, again and again, the horror of being violently gang-raped?

Imagine that the rape lasts several hours, includes physical beatings beyond any measurable threshold, and is committed on a public stage with your local neighbours taking part in your humiliation. How do you live in society, being mocked and verbally humiliated on a daily basis by all and sundry?

If you had an opportunity to kill the protagonist(s), would you really let them off the hook?

Folks, there is no such thing as honour killing.

A living corpse has neither a sense of honour or shame.

So, to those of you who are among the heterosexual men I addressed at the beginning, I now ask: where do you stand on the inappropriately termed honour killing?

Feast of Evil

A festival is an occasion for feasting or celebration on a day of religious significance that recurs at regular intervals.

Current memory attests to how insular the global human activity of the festival has become. The contortion of celebration and insularity resembles a Picasso – right leg in left ear, head up the ass; an art piece conceived with the working title of ‘Holy Cow’ is transformed into ‘Crow on a Steel Pipe’. It’s a form of paralysis, compounded by anxiety, wrapped up in moral posturing, and encased in a cordon bleu chef’s war-zone mentality, all choreographed by a Stradivarius on uppers.

Festivals celebrate the oneness of creation, but have progressively been shoehorned into a cul-de-sac by elitists posturing with holier-than-thou piety and using puritanical thought as a condiment to hide the absence of a purity of heart, which they preach to aspirants as an example of enlightenment.

Whichever faith we consider, the same holds true, the psychology of one is the psychology of all the others. An English-like ‘Little Islander’ mentality pays lip service to oneness and equality, while distrusting everybody from a different faith.

Thus, religious festivals are increasingly accelerating towards apartheid.

Why?

Humankind, led by the Anglo-Saxon world, is immersed in personal gratification and in a materialistic race of one-upmanship with the Jones’ next door. It cannot distinguish the greed-survivalist persona from that of the humble-god persona.

Belonging to the old visual tradition with my turban and beard I have often attended the festivals of other faiths – the Buddhists of South-West London made me feel unwelcome; the Anglo-Saxon churches treated me with suspicion; the Muslims tolerated me without sincerity; and at celebrations of diversity organised by the High Commission of India in the UK, I among other Sikhs were treated with barely concealed contempt and served food as if untouchable.

I haven’t had occasion to attend Jewish, African-Christian, Greek or Russian festivals, so can’t comment on how I might be received there. But it is true that even at Sikh festivals there is a core attitude of derision towards me – particularly if I’m known among the organisers and participants: because my desire for a peaceful, harmonious, cooperative world is at odds with their emotional war cries and hankering after a kingdom that hasn’t existed for decades.

This is all so far removed from the world in which I grew up.

In Nairobi, Kenya and then in Punjab, India, every community and neighbour went out of their way to compel you to attend their festivals; outsiders were treated as honoured guests – and nothing was too good or too much to ensure they left satiated and thoroughly ego-massaged. Gifts for invited outsider guests were chosen with personal care, and when you in turn attended their festivals the quality of gift you presented to your hosts needed to be as good, preferably better.

In that world, it was considered the height of personal insult and a slight on the tenacity of one’s faith if invited guests did not attend. Faith in those days inculcated into one’s psyche the oneness of all faiths – the unity and oneness of all humankind. Faith differences were papered over, the important things being politeness and inclusivity, which reflected your attachment to your faith’s lesson of oneness and how well you’d been brought up by parents and grandparents.

Festivals in the world of my childhood were communal events.

All this changed when the governments of the United Kingdom, the United States and Canada invited Asians en masse to their countries; their motive being to provide manpower for the various industries since the natives oftentimes refused to fill the vacancies on offer due to over-inflated opinions of their financial self-worth. Without these invitations to immigrants following the European war of 1939-45 the European nations would have sunk financially; and the immigrants were diligent and conscientious, their behaviour and integrity unquestionable, allowing them to settle in quickly and accumulate material wealth beyond the scope and imagination of the natives.

Consequently, the new settlers adopted the Anglo-Saxon attitude of insularity and self-protectionist individualism; such that by the time of the third generation of settlement, the mature tradition of compelling your neighbour to attend your festivals fell away totally – the communal spirit languished to the point of being rendered quaint.

Curiously enough, though the Asians did continue to implore their Anglo-Saxon neighbours and associates to attend their festivals, the latter often refused via a commingling of rudeness and superiority complex – the same that we see nowadays when, in the event that a European couple does concede to attend an Asian festival, the woman willingly dons Asian dress while the man steadfastly refuses.

Asians have taken this Anglo-Saxon standoffishness and false superiority and run with it – the third generation helped in their guileless embrace of such model behaviour by the fact that their parents and grandparents had long since adopted it, had stopped extending festival invitations across the faith divide.

There’s an undeniable economic reason for this breakdown in the old tradition, Asian migrants were working in low paid jobs on shift rotas where they got paid time-and-a-half to work Saturdays and double-time to work Sundays. Given the financial burden of mortgages and sending remittances home, attending the festivals of other-faith associates and friends and neighbours became a lesser priority.

So a commingling of economic imperatives and borrowed superiority complexes have created a festival of apartheid. And while it is heartening to see the third generation of migrants starting to take annual leave in order to be available to celebrate their festival days, the state of festival apartheid shan’t abate until the current Asian generation wholeheartedly re-establishes the mature tradition of cross-faith participation in their festivals.

Until that happens, the current festival apartheid will continue to increase mistrust and disharmony. Consider the shocking event on 10th August when acid was thrown on two Christian girls singing a song during Eid-ul-Fitr in Zanzibar. Intolerance like that didn’t occur in my childhood. Communities intermingled and had far greater appreciation of others’ faiths and value systems. Banal anti-human, faith-based violence is violence against God itself.

How sad that festivals to celebrate God are fast becoming, under the spreading aegis of the Anglo-Saxon attitude a Feast of Evil and debauchery.

God created everything. In disrespecting, maiming and killing a creature of God’s creation, you sin against God. You, the hateful protagonist, are pronouncing that you are a better judge of what God has created, of the value of that creation, than God itself – thereby granting yourself the power to amend God’s handiwork as you see fit. If that is the case, if you are superior, then try this: kill yourself, cremate yourself and rebirth yourself from your ashes. If you can do all that, then please go ahead and redesign God’s creation, for you have the right. If not, please respect everybody else (even their stupidity and faux-deliberate ignorance (thinking of you here, Anglo-Saxons).

The Asian youth of today and tomorrow living in western countries have a responsibility to reappraise recent elders’ adopted insularity – they have a responsibility to hark back to the days, such as those of my childhood, and resume the maturity of those times: inviting other faiths to their festivals and treating them with guileless respect, whether or not they disrespect or misbehave as guests are wont to do as a result of negative personal growth. Will the Anglo-Saxons respect and accept your invitation? I doubt it, and if they do they will act like the celebratory food is giving them a disease. Little do they know that after patronising their eateries we too get the runs the following days – it’s a simple matter of one’s internal bacteria being challenged and flushed out by a new set of bacteria. (Twice a year, the police marshalling Sikh festivals in London turn their noses up at the celebratory food offered them. Very mature!).

I refuse to accept the Anglo-Saxon demeanour as a template of our collective human future. The Anglo-Saxon with his base psychopathic traditions – whereby he annihilated cultures and communities and races in North and South America, in Australian, New Zealand and Tasmania – has a self-delusional fear that every other race is equally psychopathic. Thieves see thieves everywhere. Hence the CCTVs on every street corner in their world, erected as succour to their paranoia at the sight of their own shadow, at the sound of leaves rustling on a tree branch.

So, let’s make festivals the cross-faith events they once were – lest we turn into suntanned clones of the Anglo-Saxon.

Let’s put the festival back into what has sadly become the Feast of Evil.

Sants, Svamis, Sufis

Everybody it seems is an expert on the boundaries that a leading Dharmic light must confine him- or herself to – but these opinionwalas and their conjectures aren’t ‘expert’ at all, they’re mostly emotion-led attitudes that acquire acceptance by sheer force of everyone else’s emotional musings on what Dharmic responsibility should look like. It is a little known fact that Dharmic hierarchy is very strict and punishes those who transgress or abuse the system.

Opinionwallahs wouldn’t for one minute judge the teachers, lecturers and professors who teach guide, mould and instruct our children. The social condemners know nothing of the sexual orientation, lifestyle, politics, marital status, or position in the education system of these educators. So, why attack the leading Dharmic light who provides succour and teaching to the average person – a person who manages life and its obstacles sufficiently well for themselves yet who seeks some additional comfort?

Why not leave seekers and their preferred Dharmic light alone – leave them to their isolated, self sustaining group communion, leave them to develop inner awakening at their own pace.

We are, after all, not talking of groups involved in mass intoxication or criminal activity.

Who among us has card-carrying authorisation to act as the Creator’s agent on earth? Not one of us. Yet up rises a mass emotional outcry, declaiming the hypnotic, cultish, subjugating hold that a mesmerising leading Dharmic light has over his or her group. The experience is never tested or studied; it is simply challenged, and blame apportioned to the shepherd. Yet the sheep are implicated in a contract of protection by the shepherd – and it is precisely this vital, valuable aspect underpinning the entire relationship that judgmental opinionwallahs fail to appreciate.

In education, each teacher is different from the next. Their commonality is their remit to impart information to their students for digestion, consideration and improvement. Dharmic leading lights play a similar role. Think back to your schooldays…you didn’t like or get on with all your teachers, but this did not stop them from being teachers, from fulfilling their remit as teachers.

Dharmic leading lights ought to be considered in the same vein. But, and the difference is significant here, whereas teachers learn and train to impart information and knowledge about specific subject-matters, Dharmic leading lights’ engagement is samskaric and dovetails with their previous births. Their disciples and followers are the schoolchildren of the classroom.

So the key learning here, and my suggestion, is that everybody ought to observe, study and learn before articulating disapproval – become the expert you seek to critique – and if a ‘student’ seeks your assistance then support them without attacking and vilifying their Dharmic leading light. Let the secular justice system take that individual to task if so needed. You should remain opinionless in the matter.

A Sikh does not judge or condemn based on emotion.

Khalsa negotiates a given problem without casting blame, while protecting the weak and the victim of injustice, doing so at personal cost to themselves if need be.

Khalsa’s path is protection of others through compassion for all.

A guide to concentration for Europeans

In the world of the Europeans the inability to concentrate at will is a cause for daily misgivings. The more so because it is a skill virtually innate to other races, especially those from south and south-east Asia.

On the face of it, the statement is basically true. But dig deeper and we find that the comparison is not on a like-for-like basis. Concentrating at will is not the constant in this equation, nor is it the ideal.

Let me explain: a wiring loom in a car comprises a copper wire in a plastic sheath. Yet the quality and flexibility of the copper and those of its plastic covering have a massive impact on the superiority of the electrical current passing through it for end use. In expensive cars, the loom is far better in quality than that found in cheaper cars.

The internal mechanism of humans, animals and plants etc., is similarly designed. Races differ in their physical ability also, and some of that is due to whether they want to follow a subjective or an objective lifestyle. Europeans are objective. Other races are subjective or a combination of the two to a varying degree. Therefore it is a fundamental and erroneous mistake to imagine that the internal wiring of humans is identical. It is not.

Thus, in the matter of concentration leading to contemplation, which in turn opens the portal to meditation and eventual samadhi, this cannot be performed by the European mechanism; while other races are placed in a hierarchy of success in achieving these outcomes.

For example, the elders from our background impressed upon Europeans the need for medical science to deal with the cause and not simply the symptoms of disease. The latter, masquerading medical science as an absolute and unassailable authority ignored this advice and show-cased the scientific revelation that was heart transplantation. Advice on matching donor and recipient characteristics, such as age, gender, social background, race, ethnicity, mental and emotional compatibilities were all heard and ignored.

Subsequently, the Europeans found that putting a woman’s heart into a truck driver’s body resulted in the recovered truck driver taking up knitting as a hobby. This is not a joke; the case is illustrated in medical journals. So it transpires that the elders, with their pre-ancient yet viable knowledge, do have considerable insight lacking among Europeans. The transplant case above may be an extreme example, but it nonetheless works to amplify the fact that a process as simple as that of concentration, contemplation, meditation and samadhi is differential and has to be tackled differently by different races.

The African and aboriginal races automatically surpass the Asians with respect to the quality of their meditation and samadhi. And the Asians will leave the Europeans well behind in the matter. But let’s remember what I stated earlier – we are not comparing like for like. Apples, pineapples, and oranges are all fruit, but that is where their similarity ends.

Or put another way: you can have an identical engine in a car, a boat and a plane but each will function differently, and not at all when they are put to work in each other’s environment.

So, in this post I will try to share what in my opinion is the most beneficial procedure in the concentration-contemplation-meditation-samadhi process for Europeans. A procedure that other races have transcended but from which even they might see better results.

A sequentially-focused mindscape like that of the Europeans is ineffective and analytically moribund if made to function in a random-focused mindscape. To the former, the chameleon-like changeability and adaptability of the latter is baffling and confusing. And in turn both these mindscapes are at a loss when confronted with the free-zone mindscape of African and aboriginal thought.

The most important point to remember is that each mindscape is interdependent – the optimum operational success of one’s native mindscape depends on precisely the optimum operational success of the other mindscapes. Weaken one and the others suffer exponentially.

A prime characteristic of the concentration-to-samadhi process is a sense of loss of time, energy, and effort…for zero results. This is the experience of all the races initially, who then embark on diverging paths according to the tenets of their differential mindscapes and experience wildly differing outcomes.

For the Europeans the outcome is that of accumulation of material wealth and of aspiration towards domination via subjugation of others. The Asiatic races encase themselves in advanced awakening at the cost of materialism. The African and aboriginal races surpass the awakening process and are immersed in the essence of creation and non-creation. Europeans want to subjugate. Asians want selfless, interwoven dignity for all. The African and aborigines seek harmony.

Which is not to say that in the case of Europeans, for example, their focus is wrong. They are of a different mindscape. Only a collective saturated desire to merge into another mindscape form will alter the way in which they undertake, manage and experience the concentration-samadhi process.

So, how can a European master concentration in their present mindscape?

Their first step must be to regain control of their eyes, to understand the deeper role of eyes, their vital importance in one’s ability to enter and then remain in concentration. Eyes are the most important factor in ones ability to enter and then remain in concentration. The European eye is vengeful, hateful and vandalistic; compassionless and glaring; dislocated from peace; with lack of eye contact symbolising a hidden and untrustworthy agenda. The advanced eye, by comparison, is restful.

And it is noteworthy that the eyes soak in more than 90% of negative influences, consequently affecting emotional and logical thought-processes and radically impairing harmonious decision-making. So, Europeans must train the eyes to remain steady and at peace.

Exercise1: Look at a point for more than thirty seconds, blinking as you normally would.

It is surprising how many cannot do this for thirty seconds let alone five minutes. Europeans, now in their third and fourth generation of television-viewing, have become programmed to sustain very low attention and concentration thresholds. And with low concentration levels comes the haemorrhaging of patience levels; to say nothing of the fact that seeping back into their consciousness is a spectrum of very bright fluctuating rays that slowly and unmistakably desensitize and erode the retina, without the body being able to counter the endless feed of this very powerful damaging, razor-sharp beam of unnatural light.

Eyes are designed to receive and emit light out of the body. When the function to emit body-light, almost like exhaling negative carbon dioxide from the body, is stopped then there appears an emotional scar that leads to mental unbalance and results in exaggerated aggressive behaviour.

One of the reasons that you must sleep only at night and in total darkness is to allow the eyes to exhale damaging light from the body during sleep. Though even the effectiveness of this is mitigated by vegetating in your favourite place on the sofa watching television year after year, because of precisely the physical retina damage I alluded to above.

An imbalance in the equilibrium of light intake and exhalation through the eyes, alongside the more physical damage, exponentially obstructs the achievement of positive results in Exercise 1 – impeding European advancement into an Asian-type meditative form. As does the aggressive European mindscape, of which creations such as the television are symptomatic, and represent the antithesis of concentration through which samadhi may eventually be experienced.

Let me make it clear that it is not for me or others to judge the European mindscape, any more than it is for them to judge the Asian, Africa and aboriginal mindscapes in turn. Attributes are given and can be changed only via collective conscious desire for change. What I can do, however, is proffer methods that may help in the endeavour towards inner awakening and knowledge among Europeans.

Let me expand on some of the basic reasons why the majority of people fail to harness the power needed to fulfil Exercise 1.

Body-light is an unknown energy in the West. The body automatically uses the sun or daylight to expedite its internal working mechanism. Light is a tremendous communicator as well as a pathway for communication. However, it is limited by the prescribed rules of physics – some of which, let us be clear, have not yet been quantified by western physicists. Sun-light, cosmic-light, body-light function on an unseen template, resembling a sensitive electronic circuit, but one characterized by an interwoven crisscross design within which the paths remain distinct.

Body-light follows these paths into the bio-system itself. The bio-system produces light-waste energy harmful to its existence and which must be expelled. This can only happen when the ambient external darkness is at a level allowing it to ‘suck’ body-light out of the bio-system. Thus, we are beginning to venture here into the fact that light has pressure. Unseen light has the least pressure, then cosmic-light, then darkness as we understand it, then sun-light. For light-waste to be expelled effectively, the bio-system needs to repose in a totally dark, well ventilated room.

If only things were as simple as that.

Body-light is also needed, amongst other things, to aid metabolism. If you have consumed an anti-meditation and difficultly-digested diet of meat then body-light, even the exhausted and harmful form awaiting expellation from the biosystem, is mobilized in the body’s effort to metabolise the consumed food.

By this process it transforms into poisonous waste material, such that when you eventually come to sleep in the imperative dark room, your meat consumption will hinder the necessary release of the body-light waste. Top your meat diet with alcohol and you are well on your way to a biosystem that functions in a negative zone as a rule. And the biosystem itself becomes negative.

Your body becomes a negative quality and you transmit this negativity to all around you – your children, for example, though you are adamant that you interact with them and wish for them nothing but love, caring and affection. Those words, those sentiments of affection, are cloaked in your biosystem poison. Scary, isn’t it?

Okay, so let’s say that in addition to a dark and well-ventilated sleeping space you must consume biosystem-friendly food. Assuming you follow this advice, what comes next?

I’ll share more in my next post….

The World of Advanced Awareness

Ordinary people create fairytale images, concepts and parameters regarding the perceived duty of those with advanced awareness. Where, according to them, the perimeter is shifting sand and changes as time progresses.

Those with Advanced Awareness, as a rule, steadfastly refuse to indulge in public relations activities. They are not interested in public opinion nor do they seek acclaim. They refuse to maximize their abilities for their own protection. They accept whatever is happening as the will of the creator. The creator of their world is genderless and beyond the senses. The highest beings, like Jesus of Nazareth, Mohamed of Makkah, Buddha of Budh Gaya, Raama of Ayodhya, Krishna of Dwarka, and indeed Guru NanakdevJi of Panjab, proceeded by placing their faith in the Maiea symmetry and entrusted themselves to her absolutely.

These Advanced Being maintained that be it a human three-dimensional life, or one of advanced dimensions, all enjoy as much pleasure as they do suffering. Suffering, maintained Buddhaji, was part and parcel of life; and in enunciating the atrocities of authority Guru Nankdevji and others among the Advanced Beings laid themselves bare to harsh inhumane suffering. They accepted their punishments. And were aware too of the pain and misery that would be the lot of the executives and foot soldiers who carried out this punishment.

Every human is at every moment faced with two choices: to participate in humane equality or to visit inhumane suffering upon another. Evil begets evil. Kindness begets kindness. And herein lies the first problem.

Ordinarywallahs feel kindness should be repaid in material benefit and gain. No, on the contrary, kindness actually creates an environment several steps removed from accumulation of material wealth. One’s involvement in mundane menial tasks allows greater scope and time to be focused on interactive meditation; while mentally challenging occupations offer only limited snatched moments in the day. The latter may have money in abundance but the mentally engaging requisites of their daily working lives leads to precious time being wasted on money-focused responsibilities, to the obstruction of their inner development. Conversely, the latter may be money-poor but rich in opportunities for inner development and meditation thereof.

So, the expectation that material wealth and fame should be the standard boon accruing to those involved in selfless service is the wrong one. It falsely equates material wealth with opportunity for growth, regards the former as integral to the latter. Yet, the very idea is counter-intuitive to the search for inner awareness. In fact, you have to merge into inner awareness for dormant natural abilities to become evident, visible, within reaching distance.

Yet, merging into the inner sphere of Advanced Awareness offers another trap: the illusion of self-importance. Although clothed in a desire to do good, what manifests is not the fulfillment of goodness but the glorification of yourself as the enabler, the instrument of that goodness, and ultimately the glorification of one’s self as God. Once trapped in the delusion of self-importance, shifting the focus from the good that ensues to your role in interceding for the good of others, you’ve had it. Like a game of snakes and ladders, the climb can be arduous and the fall from grace stupendously fast and without ceremony.

So what is the best method to handle the delusion of self-importance that emerges from the perception of doing good?

It is to leave do-gooding alone: leave the Maiea matrix to its own devices. You have to remember, you are nothing more than a cog in the scheme of things. When intercession is needed, you will be guided in this by those higher up the scale of advancement – they will issue you your duties, they will guide you towards interceding in an event if they deem the untackled-event to be a symptom of change contradictory to Maiea’s plans of the longue duree (that is to say, over the course of a millennium). The opportunities for self-delusion and grandeur along the way are, however, yours and yours alone.

In my case, I have been given a strong indication of the various components involved in the evolution of a future maximized for the benefit of all involved. You may sit back and watch in silence until such time as your intercession is needed, or you may deploy your duties and in doing so become a victim of the authorities to whom Maiea’s warning has been given through you. The atrocity of authority is not, then, simply something you remark upon and enunciate; it is not simply a ‘thing’ but (and as it was for the Advanced Beings of Jesus, Muhammed and Guru Nanakdevji) active and alive and an instrument of victimisation of those who speak its nature.

You, the interceder, will go through many lifetimes of horrible deaths at the hands of the authorities. Repeatedly you will be given the same scenario to play out. Each and every time, you will play your part knowing full well the outcome thereof, fearing the consequences for your family, yet refusing to seek mercy or compromise. You embrace the final play, the atrocity of the authorities that will harness your death, and the authorities for their part deliver it – and in doing so sign their own fate. Thus is the future delivered.

If those you are warning and exposing adopt cunning play, granting you the freedoms they are bent on destroying, your responsibility is to create an environment so unpalatable to them that the only recourse if your neutralization. Again, the future is delivered. Sure, Maiea’s axis can be restored by your effecting change in a piecemeal manner, but that’s seldom the case. Somebody’s ego will be piqued, and the game will resume at full throttle. The atrocities of the authorities will gather pace again, and your death will come – manifesting in as brutal a way possible, by your own choosing, since your brutal end augurs the same for the authorities’ own demise.

Guru Gobind Singhji, the tenth Sikh Guruji, proclaimed, following the appropriate rules of Maiea, how the Mohammedan (Islam) would henceforth fight amongst themselves until Islam evolved into a more user-friendly and tolerant faith. The Europeans, by virtue of their constant interference in this inner growth of Islam, are actively preventing this evolution and will come to embody precisely the internecine implosion that characterizes Islam today.

The Europeans refuse to listen. They feel they are masters of nature.

Arrogance like this brings its own end. Internecine European struggle along the various fault lines of Christianity will cause each side to heap unimaginable evil on the other, in future times. Or perhaps they will be able to choose to progress through their evolution with far less turmoil than currently characterises Islam.

Lord Krishna was finally and correctly accused of presiding over genocide. He defended himself by stating that to protect the flame of truth genocide was an agreeable price. Similarly, neither Jesus of Nazareth nor Mohamed of Makkah sought nor accepted dilution or their stances.

In the scheme of things, I am just a minor fieldworker charged with giving a message. And as such, I do not have an opinion about which path the various protagonists ought to choose. I am doing my samskaric job and they are doing theirs.

The reality I am trying to share is that this path into progressive personal realisation is fraught with personal grief and physical mutilation. The path of peace leading to calmness is, therefore, the very opposite of peace – though you remain internally peaceful what happens to you most categorically is not.