Cell Block : Heaven

                                                                           Prologue

I got awakened by my G.I.R.D. around midnight ---VIOLENT Paroxysms, a THUNDERSTORM of body wrecking, mind bending, ex-PLOSIONS.  As I keel-ed over the Porcelain Princess in Death Submission there was Intellectual Activity occurring, as if in some sort of Harbor Sanctuary.  As I retched out the first mile of Small Intestine the title of this blog was spelled put.  I was under a SPELL alrite, a Spell that shoulda-been >> SpHELL.  This was NOT anything new.  Despite such SEVERE Duress --  my MIND was Clear enough to receive, in Lucid Faculty,, Info and Data from the Supreme Broad-Caster.  Not even "WTF" approaches this Condition of Calm Reflexivity.  

Cell Block :  Heaven        WTF was THAT   "All About"  ?

Secret Teachings

         The Bodhisattva Manjusri is iconographically depicted holding in one hand a Flaming Sword and in the other the Prajanaparamita.  "These Attributes stand for the Wisdom embodied by Manjusri which dispels the darkness of ignorance."  Indeed, His Sword is said to be the Wisdom Sword.  You can see how and WHY both Marc and I have Devoted ourselves to Him.  We're Sword's Men >>  Wisdom Mongers each.

        I spent the last 2 days reading   The Wisdom of Manjusri    Teachings by the Early Dzogchen Masters on the Tantra, "Possessing the Qualities of Manjusri"  .   Maybe today I will begin  The Bodhisattva Warriors   The Inner Philosophy, History and Symbolism of the Buddhist Martial Art Within India and China   by Shifu Nagaboshi Tomio  (Terence Dukes).  This is a MAMMOTH Text--485 Pages.  I can't wait.

        Beyond this, Manjusri's Innermost Secret and The Nectar of Manjushri's Speech await in Silent Beckoning.  These were once SECRET TEACHINGS.  Blessedly,,, both are now among us mere mortals.

Rock Steady........Steady as She goes....

"All Beings before me"

         Perceiving World Sound is that which is accorded to Kwan Seum Bosal "He who hears the Suffering of the World".  Kwan Seum Bosal is Korean >>for Avalokiteshvara<< Who is the Preeminent AWESOME in Mahayana Buddhism for He has chosen NOT to Enter Nirvana until ALL Beings Enter before Him.  His Devotion can be delivered in just FOUR Words, "All Beings before me."  Sit a moment and let that Enter your Being.

A Bodhisattva is like a Christian Saint---------------------sorta.  Kwan Seum Bosal is Revered and Venerated for His Loving Compassion, His singular DEVOTION to the Spiritual Well Being of ALL OTHERS.  I am gonna tag this 'Devotion to the Spiritual Well Being of Others' with COMPASSION:  since this Compassion is Manifested as AUDITORY EMPATHY, and to achieve this Identical is to be ONE with Kwan Seum Bosal, 'Perceiving Sound' can now be seen (heard) as THE Identifying Characteristic of "Kwan Um".  Perceiving the Sound of Others' [Suffering] LEADS to becoming ONE with Them and Their Suffering.  At THIS JUNCTURE there is an Abandonment of Self AND Ego which then allows for [or Promotes] the Advance Toward Enlightenment.  Check it >>  Perceive Sound BE Enlightened.  I mean, like, OUCH .

        

        

Hoopla Perplexic

        One of  The Ten Super-Powers Of The Bodhisattva  is, "[Being capable of] Employing all Vehicles but never abandoning the Mahayana".  Besides Zen, the Mahayana supplies The Path of the Bodhisattva as a Vehicle to attain Enlightenment.  It is COMPASSION which Defines this Path.  I gotta be Honest, I'm NOT a Fan.  I carry Steel.  You can see the Problem.  I have maintained what I tag, 'Samurai Arrogance' since my Beginning Study of Sword.  Believe it or don't, SWIMMING is considered a Martial Art.  Anyone see THAT coming ?  I sure didn't.  I swam D-1 for U. Conn.  My Backstroke Times were in the Highest National Percentage.  You want Arrogance ??  I got your Arrogance RITE HERE.    But I digress.

         Master Fortin, in his Manual For KUDK Instructors, under the Topic, "What is Kwan Um Do Kwang ?" ,,  issues this irritating [to me] Perplexity,,, "Perceiving Sound is Compassion".   I don't know about YOU but this sure reads as WTF Hoopla.  I checked other locations of "Perceive Sound" mainly because Zen Master Seung Sahn Founded the Kwan Um School of Zen, rite here in Providence Rhode Island.  He modified Perceive Sound to Perceive WORLD Sound but when I got to the explanation of THAT I was once again peevishly irritated by the words of Some One who had somehow been infected by Master Fortin's Hoopla Perpelexic.   How in the fuck do you get from Perceiving Sound to Perceiving World Sound is Compassion ????  "Inquiring minds want to know".

       

Low-slung Peter-Power

      The tractor set to pull is a sand-cream low-rider, almost Volvo style, but with a Peter-Built Power Plant.  For those of you NOT 'in the know' a "Pete" is the most expansive Tractor money can by, the so-called Rolls Royce of Tractors, Kenworth, being a shade below it.  It's not like my Tractor had the plush of "Rolled and Pleated", it certainly had "amenities", those 'things' required for the L---o---n---g Haul, but the Primary Factor was POWER--- the Power of  Steady  >>80 Mile Per Hour<< EASE.  Operators want the Kind of Power that ISN'T effected by minor grade changes----you DON'T wanna go from 80 to forty with all the required downshifts, because THAT is arduously awkward and DANGEROUS as well.  What they're lookin for is FULL Power with MINIMAL Strain.  "Pete" supplies that.  

      I was headed to New York, New York CITY that is, I'm Guessing the Load was all my Work ready to be given to a Publishing House where it would be 'turned into' Books.  

     My UnConscious issued an IMMEDIATE  course correction     it was RWONG to 'begin' by going SDRAWKCAB  .   The kid on the bike was ME oblivious to the OBVIOUS.

Fan Belt

     Somewhere in the Tao Te Ching Master Lao Tzu stipulated, "The Sage does not dream".  OBVIOUSLY, I'm no Sage, I never claimed I was, I told you Kids I was TRYING to develop my Sage Qualities.  The Effort is ongoing >>>>>>>> .  

       The Sage does not dream because his Enlightenment has unified his Un-Conscious with his Conscious--therefore, he does not NEED to dream, since Outer IS Inner and Inner IS Outer, meaning, The Necessity for Dream Activity, the UnConscious' Function to re-establish Psychic Balance, is unwarranted.  This THIS is one of the ancillary benefits of "Becoming One--Infinite Time, Infinite Space".  

       In the RR Dream, the RR is an Elegant and Sophisticated "Vehicle" where 'Vehicle' is a Designation Buddhism employs to describe that which is used to travel on the Road To Enlightenment.  Maha=Great  Yana=Vehicle.  Presently, the Vehicle I employ is CLEARLY "Old School" the Traditional Vehicle, with Manjusric Orientation, the One of Mahayana, hence Rolls Royce>> which is generally believed to be the Ultimate in Old School `Auto-Motives`.  I gottta believe that Master Fortin is the Buddhist Benefactor since he has 'ready access' to Wealth, both Physical and Spiritual.

"You too can drive the BIG Rigs"

       The Other Morning I awoke from a dream in which I was Given a 1926 Rolls Royce by a Buddhist Benefactor, who, I imagined, had my best Interest in hand.  I shut it down to admire it and Thank him.  I flipped up the engine cowling to admire the Motor but when I went to re-fire ^^^ the fan belt shredded in several puffs of dry-rot explosions.  I'd hafta change it, IFF I wanted to run it.  Aint nothin for nothin.

      Yesterday, I awoke from a dream in which I had to drive a semi---a 53 footer---to New York.  X fellow workers were nearby---~~~they had expressed some rue, much to my delight.  I climbed up and proceeded to try and back up, but the trailer jacked into the woods.  I looked up and saw an Expanse, I could drive FORWARD and U-Turn with GENTLE  Ease.  I chided myself for not being more Aware.  The `story` of my life.  On the way to the SUPER-Highway a kid on a bicycle, oblivious to the MONSTER-MASS of this "BIG RIG", had to slide under the trailer to avoid SERIOUS Calamity.  I snickered--I figured the cops would stop me for leaving the scene--I continued on anyway----fuck that kid.

      I found myself in the squad room, the kid still whining and crying--but now even the cops had had enough of this cry baby--------------------that's how it ended.