East meets West in a Man of Balance

Today was awesome, as usual, as expected, as demanded, as personally commanded. Multiple e-mails asking me to be the Father of their children, a full day of unbelievably honorable blessings from multitudes of people singing praise and thanksgiving for my services to the World. Surely I know what I've done to be here today. I least I 'think' I do, and if that is only illusion, fine, yet it is as real as anyone else's thoughts on the matter. I'm reading several books at one time right now, that translates into 4 separate books, about an hour and a half each for a total of 6 hours a day. These influences that are inhabiting my outook/perspective are 'Plutarch's Greek and Roman Lives,' which is an in depth look at Solon, Themistocles, Pericles, Alcibiades, Alexander (all Greeks), and Caius Marius, Sulla, Pompey, Caesar, Cicero (all Romans). This influence is surely mind-made if you will as they all are simply unbelieble acounts of valor and intelligence, actively applied and well manuvered. Contrast that with the coversations between Arjuna and Krisha in the 'Bhagavad Gita,' 'Everyday Zen' by Charlotte Joko Beck, and 'Sai Baba, Man of Miracles,' and you've got a real ping-pong game going on in your awareness. In these we have the essense of most Eastern Philosophy/Religion with their pitting of the 'mind' as the enemy, the programmed self-defense mechanism, the misapplied rudder on the ship of your life. Just sit for long periods of time. Get past the mind. Silence, the Gap, the space between your thoughts. No matter how far back you go, go, go, keep going, you'll get to this reality that is actual, that is not an ideal, but what is. I get it. I've gotten it a hundred times. I've emptied myself relentlessly for years. I've turned nothingness into a mind-made something and then back again. Yet, I still find it necessary to delve in again to find any residue of left over insincerity. Today I attened a funeral of a neighbor. All say she's a great woman. I think I talked to her three times in my life, all great stuff. Church was loaded. I went in surrendered, open, humble, carefree. I sat and watched, nothing on my mind, just witnessing. It was the 'Immaculate Conception Church' in Secaucus. Within like ten minutes I felt small, dwarfed, teary eyed and vulnerable. Fuck that. Get me the hell out of this mournful trap. 'I am not worthy to receive you, but only say the word....' Hey, by this time I again found myself not in a position to 'live and live more abundantly,' but weak, submissive, all that humble-pie shit. I ran the freak out, went to Times Square and had the time of my life. Got there just in time to be in the new Eddie Murphy Movie, coming out next summer I believe, called, 'Starship Dave.' I shot massive photos, a couple of video gigs for spontaneously lucky entrenpreneurs, a major stray camera who interviewed those around me and came into a somewhat long dialogue with a man who could not tell me enough how much I am a genius and that he saw me as a beam of light in the world, doing what every man should find natural and poetic. Point is, I'm only interested in doing what I like. Who the hell ain't. How much time so many waste in thinking that morality and spirituality is a bad of obligations. Also go to the same ol' affirmation that all the forces that are, were, or will be are now. Salvation is immediate!!! I am totally aware that what is, I am. So, not to sound redundant, I'm God, Cosmic Conciousness, Nirvanic Bliss, etc. If the whole world and all in it is shit, than I'm shit. Does that help you? If you believe that there is this world, and Heaven, then your God made shit, fine.
Some more way to look at what people have said with regard to these topics. For example, there are four ways to Unity Conciousness/Kindom Conciousness/Enlightenment
Action - Such a concentrated attention on what you're doing that the actor is no more, just action. Monks, anyone who loses themselves in what they're doing, Consciously.
Meditation - you silence your mind so absolutely that you're no more. Just Om's and stuff.
Wisdom/Knowledge - you really understand that whether your're rotting flesh, dust, or a mortal being, whatever form, you're part of what is and you have no preference, you know that in some way or another, you're immortal, you're here, you're part of it all, unified.
Affective Mode - Here you love something so much that you are no more. Christ so loved us that His live was insignificant, we were all that mattered. You may have a child and feel that same about it.
If you really observe yourself, you'll see that you are all of these at different times and all paths lead to unity. In realilty, all is unified. It's merely the mind that in chopping it up into bite size, linear configurations wherein you keep leaving your center, and coming back to it again. No mind and all would just be perfect unity, but how freakin' boring would that be. Self-Awareness is the polarity that makes it so colorful and adventurous. Now If you don't know the Unity, we then, you're on a treadmill constantly thinking you're gonna get somewhere. If you know that no matter where you think you are, you're right where you're supposed to be, and you're enjoying a little trip, after trip, after trip, then you're like your favorite role model, brother, and tour guide, Naked Cowboy.
Christianity - The Kingdom of Heaven is Within You.
Islam - Those who know themselves know their God.
Buddhism - Look within, you are the Buddah.
Vedanta - (Part of Hinduism) Atman (individual conciousness) and Brahman (universal conciousness) are one.
Yoga - (Part of Hinduism) God dwells within you as you.
Confucianism - Heaven, Earth, and Human are one body.
Upanishads - (Part of Hinduism) By Understanding the self, all this Universe is known.
The Way of the Bodhisattva (Buddhists of all Traditions) is that of Love, Compassion, Generosity and Patience. I think is was first started in India then on to Tibet. Basically what I gather is that they renounce individual Enlightenment and vow to work for the liberation of all. To attain Buddahood for their sake. This is like the story of Franklin Merrell-Wolf wherein he attains separate realizations that were entirely liberating, beyond this world, free, yet, still unsatifactory in knowing that his fellow men/women would be left behind. Therefore his renunciation was more favorable and attempts must be made to be/make or create a symbol to 'point' to the beyond for their sake, knowing that the beyond was there. Well this is what I'm talking about. Total renunciation of the mind, total denial of this world, total liberation from it. That don't even sound a bit fun. For me this world is liberation. I love it. I don't want to escape it. You can all deny your lives and die and go where ever you want. I love it down here. Got no problem with any of it. If it's a rat race, great, I'm King Rat. I don't need to see miracle or magic shows to believe. I am here now, living, loving, hating, swearing, blessing, it's all good baby. I don't want to escape. The preacher talked for an hour about how great death is, well, see ya!!!!!
The whole 'Enlightenment' section of the book store is like the 'Get Rich' section. Just another disguise. I wanna find another person who walks around all day saying 'Go to hell God,' endlessly, repititiously, in order to prove to himself that nothing we can say or do can separate us from what is, and that words are merely abstractions that only have the meaning we give them. That would be a courageous Holy Man who knew his superiority to all those man made fictions that now take on more reverence that the man himself who created them.