There have been some really good discussions so far here...
citta said
"-But I guess we're flying off on a tangent here, as far as the OP's intent goes."
>>>>I knew that with this thread there might be tangents here and there...no big deal...
actually I love a good constructive tangent.
So I have really enjoyed reading about all of your beliefs...and non-beliefs or absence of belief.
I definitely am not trying to make a judgement on anyone but I would like to share my veiwpoint if I may because I do believe it is a somewhat unusual one...
I beleive the pathetic state of modern religion has to do with one huge problem...
That problem is non-mystical people trying to understand something that is purely mystical.
That is to say people who have no experience with actual mystical experience(the pope for example) trying to authoritatively elaborate on ancient doctrines and scriptures that were written by people who DID have mystical experiences and were trying to describe them sometimes using metaphorical systems.
Imagine this>>>>>>I am a goat herder who lived 2300 years ago...I drank some type of acacia bark potion that some old bearded guy gave me....So I end up having a DMT trip in some ancient forest 2300 years ago...during my DMT trip I have a mystical experience and I become one with the Godhead and the whole works...as a goat herder this pretty much blows my goat herding mind.
Now.... how am I going to describe my experience so future generations will also understand? Well, I am goin to describe it The best way I can with the linguistic tools my culture has given me to work with.
So, 2300 years later when some guy with no mystical experience and no understanding of my goat herding culture comes along with his white suit and his hidden agenda to take advantage of gullible individuals reads about my goat herder DMT trip...Then his interpretation of my ancient DMT trip automatically becomes not at all what I the author inteded to say.
Just imagine if you wrote down your DMT trip experience and then some person who has never had any mind altering substance reads your story...I'm pretty sure his interpretaion of your trip would be nothing like what you tried to write down. It would more than likely come across as total nonsense to that person.
So another point that this bring me to is that I do NOT believe in anything I cannot see,feel,hear.. I believe "blind faith" is no good. The western idea of faith as trust in something that you cannot see is nothing more than the result of a flawed interpretation of the Hebrew word Aman....The Hebrew root word Aman means firm, something that is supported or secure, this is the opposite meaning to "faith" as we know it in western culture...
So the only trouble is ...just because I can see it doesn't make it real to any one else...
but it does definitely make it more real to me...I personally do not understand how anyone could believe in something wholeheartedly that they cannot see.
I do however understand that just because I say I see it that doesn't make it sound any more realistic to some one who does not see it.
I would also add that I loathe how Church is this sort of money grubbing snake oil salesman of "cure all" spiritual remedies.
Most people are familiar with the idea of seperating church and state..this idea makes sense for obvious reasons....
What I am proposing is to seperate church from ancient spiritual docrtrine.
(Actually I would like to seperate church from Earth but I don't think that's possible)
I have personally never gone to church in my life exept for a wedding and to see a cheesy easter passion play(long story).
I actually kept asking my mom to take me to church at one point in my childhood... and she said she would...but she ended up just taking me to a scientology church and told me it was a Christian church so I would stop asking.
I believe that there are many valid observations about the universe that can be found at the heart of most if not all ancient mythical and religious spiritual doctrines and beliefs. I think it is amazing that two completely "different" religions such as Hebrew and Islam or Christianity and Mexican Indian shamanism could be saying the exact same things.
I think that ancient knowledge and mythology has over the mellenias been twisted into what religion is today.A meaningless and ego driven shadow of what were once original philisophical ideas. I believe that "half the story has never been told" as Bob Marley once put it. It is just my opinion that negative spiritual forces have intentionally made modern religion what it is today....completely unpalatable.
I think that word "religion" contains many drastic paradoxes...For example I do infact believe in the existence of a messianic Christ but at the same time my beliefs are absolute polar to all mainstream forms of evangelical-type Christianity.
I see this paradox inherent in some of your statements as alot of you are saying you have spiritual type experiences but absolutely do not want to classify them as religious.
I'm wondering if perhaps the WAY that religious information is presented to us early in our lives has to do with our acceptance or refusal to accept traditional spiritual models as adults...
This is a tale of mine,,,no proof or anything hre but possibly interesting reading.
I had a rather unusual upbringing as my Mother was a practicioner of darker type witchcraft. In a misguided effort to dicipline me she sent me to a Christian school when I went in to kindergaden. I hated this Christian school...they were brutish low I.Q tyrants and even as a 6 year old I could see through their shallow lies.....it made me hate christianity and all "religions"...So I tried to learn about what my mom was into but I found her beliefs to be mostly what I consider to be "phony bolony", at the time.
In high school I did start to get into Carlos Castaneda's books and I finally found something that captured my interest.
So I became pretty open to the idea of a spirtworld and so forth.
When I was home alone for one day while my mom was at work. I was 15 years of age and I ate three jumbo sized hits of "three little pigs" blotter acid..(early 90's Grateful Dead scene aquired). (guestamating dosage of atleast 250-300 micrograms per hit)
Anyways...I ate the acid, walked the dog, came home, put on some music. 45 minutes after eating the LSD..I was listening to the song Light my Fire and suddenly it was like I had never heard music before in my life.
Even though I had heard the song a thousand times it sounded like I had never heard this stuff before..It became alive so to speak..every instrument in the band sounded like crazy melodic machines harmonizing in haunting ways with one another...
So then all it once it felt like time stopped...and a being enetered into my room through what looked like a cosmic viel of some kind.
The being had the form of a man yet it was not like a man at all....it was similar to high quality type ghost effects from holywood.....I could not shake the vision of the being even though I tried my hardest to ignore it... it stayed in my field of periphial vision no matter what I did...
I started to play some electric guitar to try and ignore it,,,,,,but I just kept seeing it.
the entity wore elaboate ancient clothing that looked like it was made up of many different ancient cultures....I infact did not understand at the time all the different historical significance of his costume until years later when I started studying different ancient societies and looked back on my experience...
The jewelry, garment and sword of this amber and electric blue glowing entity were unbelievably ornate. His costume was made up of buddhist, hindu, north and south american andian,hebrew, mesopatamian andislamic attire.
he looked like some kind of guru genie of philosophy and spiritual thought..his face looked like a cross btween budha and Christ. The being had a shining aura of golden amber and electric blue
At one point while I was playing guitar and a mental game of cat and mouse...trying to ignore the "ghost"
when suddenly my fingers froze up and could not move...it was like something was stopping me....
I said to the ghost,,,,"I'm trying to create music here...why are you stopping me.?"
The "ghost" said "Create? I can create anything.
the entity whispered the word "Create" in my left ear and I instantly went out of my body,,, To a place that was like an enchanted garden of some kind,,,filled with emerald vines growing up solid gold trelaces and blooming with jewel encrusted flowers...it was the perfect picture of paradise as far as I could tell.
I heard "create" in my ear again and I was back in my room. I heard "create" one more time and suddenly there were thousands of minature identical buddah like "entities" all holding hands with each other and dancing around me..doing the "can can".
Eventually I started laughing when I realized that this being was not meaning to hurt me so I relaxed and had a chat with it...I ofcouse asked it what it was...
It said "I am evrything" and showed me the vision to prove that he was indeed everything.
During the conversation this being told me that "my father was in danger".
My father was in southern mexico at the time starting up an import-export business so It was quite feesable that this was true...
I asked the being what was wrong....The being just told me that 'his life was in great danger and I had to try and do something about it" I asked what I should do? The being replied that I should pray...pray like I had never prayed in my life." So I fell on my nees and began to say "please god help my dad etc" The being stopped me and told me that I should not pray using words but that I should instead use silence to focus my intention on my father being kept safe."
I did this without question...and the being stopped me after about five minutes saying "your father will be ok now..thatnks to you".
So the first time I spoke to my father I asked him if he had any thing bad happen.........
He told me he rented a volkwagen and the gas pedal snapped off when he was a mile down the roa from the car rental place.
He walked back to the rental place where they then accused him of breaking the car..they wanted 90$ or else they were going to call the poilice...my dad had no cash on him....he sked if he could go to an ATM to get the money...
They called the policia and federales with machine guns came and escorted him to an ATM across the litte town at gunpoint..
my dad pulled out his wallet and realized that his wife had the bank card and the only card he had was old and expired....
Out of desperation he put the expired card in hoping for a miracle and it actually spit out 100$ so they let him go...
otherwise they would have tossed him in a mexican jail.
This happened at the exact same day and time as my experience with the being.
I have had re occuring visions of this being now for more than 15 years..
I have also had several experiences over the years where I have seen this being at the same time as other tripping people..
Thanks for reading sorry my post went kind of on and on.
Anyways---great discussion so far everyone!
And why do you look at the speck in your brother's eye, but do not percieve the plank in your own eye? Or how can you say to your brother, "brother let me remove the speck from your eye", when you yourself do not see the plank that is in your own eye?-Yeshua ben Yoseph