19.12.08

Swami Vivekananda on Buddhism – II

Continues the swamiji, “Again, I repeat, Shâkya Muni came not to destroy, but he was the fulfilment, the logical conclusion, the logical development of the religion of the Hindus.” And the funny thing is, neither the Hindus could have had the slightest clue that this was so, nor the Shakya Muni himself! It goes to the credit of the swamiji to see the relationships that not only no one could see, but simply didn’t exist! We can say Newton is the logical conclusion, the fulfillment, of Aristotle, that though he destroyed the authority of Aristotle that had lasted for nearly 2000 years, he simply continued the same spirit of scientific theorizing and investigation, and also the truth is that Newton existed because Aristotle existed before him. Whereas in the case of the Buddha, by all sources, his discovery of certain truths is quite an independent achievement, and he would have done exactly what he had done had there been no widespread Vedic religion at all. The thing that came to destroy the Vedic religion and yet is a logical fulfillment of it in some ways is Vedanta (Veda + anta = the ending of Vedas), or the powerful mystical doctrine of the Upanishads. One cannot say for sure whether Upanishads existed by the time of the Buddha, or how many of the approximately 108 of them had been around. But I don't think there is one single direct or indirect reference in vast Buddhist literature to Upanishads or the ultimate truth, the Brahman, of the Upanishads. Now consider the fact that the New Testament is littered with references to the Old, and one can realize how asinine the ‘ratio’cination of Vivekananda is, Judaism : Jesus:: Hinduism: Buddha.

Next para: “The religion of the Hindus is divided into two parts: the ceremonial and the spiritual. The spiritual portion is specially studied by the monks.” This is again such trash. Monks is an invention of the Buddha, in the Indian context. I don’t think celibate sannyasins, as the hindu monks are called, existed in the ages of Rishis and Munis. There were gurukulas, not monasteries. Though there is a reference to a beggar sannyasin, in the legend of Buddha’s awakening, this whole story of Buddha discovering sorrow for the first time in his life when he was 29 is obviously a silly fabrication and can be dismissed. What Vivekananda says applies to his own time, not to Buddha’s time.

“In that [spiritual portion] there is no caste. A man from the highest caste and a man from the lowest may become a monk in India, and the two castes become equal. In religion there is no caste; caste is simply a social institution.” This is more prattling. There is a very famous story of Upanishads where the guru asks a young lad seeking admission into the gurukula, to which caste he belongs to and the boy says he doesn’t know that since he doesn’t know his father. Apparently the guru takes in only Brahmins and Kshatriyas as is the norm, and he becomes happy as he is of the opinion that only Brahmins can be so honest as this boy and so grants him admission. So gurukulas of the ancient times were only meant for the higher castes, and they were the only places where some kind of spiritual or scientific or other possibly useful things were taught. Vivekananda is so dumb that he cannot see such a simple thing: if there is no caste in spiritual portion, the highest caste and the lowest caste don’t become equal, they become non-existent. Equality could have happened if some other uniformitarian caste were imposed in the place of old castes. Swami asserts boldly that “In religion there is on caste,” but two sentences earlier he was saying the Hindu religion consists of the ceremonial portion, which is obviously founded on the caste distinction! Just shoot off anything that comes to your mouth, never hesitate, never even think – that seems to be style of Vivekananda! It is strange that he himself comes from the lower classes, and still has no courage to denounce the utterly stupid and cruel caste system. He says, caste is simply a social institution, as if it has meaning or purpose or any kind of sense even in the social sense. Besides, in Indiam society the whole social system was based on religion, you cannot separate them!

“Shâkya Muni himself was a monk, and it was his glory that he had the large-heartedness to bring out the truths from the hidden Vedas and through them broadcast all over the world.” A monk is a member of a religious order, you don’t call the founder of a religion order a monk! Even in hindu sense, a sannyasin is one who has renounced in order achieve enlightenment, and the one who has achieved is usually no more called a sannyasin. It seems to me that Vivekananda could have had a bout of stage fear when he was speaking to the international audience, and forgot his lines, and went on prattling whatever came into his mind for the few minutes allotted to him!

By the way, why were the Vedas hidden, what are these hidden Vedas? I don’t think anyone knows what Vivekanda meant by “hidden Vedas” except himself. He himself must have searched for them for long years, the hidden Vedas of India, but if only he spent that time studying some stuff in some library, he could have at least managed to speak out something meaningful and not come out so stupidly ignorant and dumb.

But anyway, now the drift of Vivekananda’s speech is clear, there are obviously some great spiritual books known to no one, except for Buddha and Vivekananda and perhaps some other luminaries like that, and all Buddha did was copy everything from these book and propagate it as his own religion! As I said, Vivekananda must have tried it too, to find some new hidden Vedas, so that he could start off his own religion, but failing which he had to be content to travel around the world and give ridiculously dumbo speeches like this. Mercifully though, many of his other speeches are nowhere near as dumb as this, at least I hope! Anyways, where does ‘large-heartedness’ come from: “his glory that he had the large-heartedness to bring out the truths”? Maybe these truths were languishing and suffering in their secrecy and loneliness, and Buddha went and liberated them and set them free all over the world, indeed a glorious thing to do!

Vivekananda goes on bumbling like this for another para, observing that Buddhist texts were written in the vernacular of that age and not the literary Sanskrit, how great, how noble! True, but he seems to be unaware that entire Mahayana corpus is in Sanskrit language!

And now he takes leave of senses completely and starts raving without restraint! “Whatever may be the position of philosophy, whatever may be the position of metaphysics, so long as there is such a thing as death in the world, so long as there is such a thing as weakness in the human heart, so long as there is a cry going out of the heart of man in his very weakness, there shall be a faith in God.” But Buddha’s whole genius was to establish a religion which has no God in it, technically speaking there is not even soul either in Buddhism. Only Vivekananda should know what he is so vehemently raving about! Is he saying, philosophies do not matter, metaphysics does not matter, but only puerile superstitious dogmatic belief in some imaginary God? And funnily, Vivekananda’s own brand of spirituality doesn’t have any God! The Brahman of the Upanishads is simply an abstract principle, he (or actually ‘It’) wouldn’t care whether there is weakness in human heart or people are dying about all over the place!

But now listen to this: “On the philosophic side the disciples of the Great Master dashed themselves against the eternal rocks of the Vedas and could not crush them, and on the other side they took away from the nation that eternal God to which every one, man or woman, clings so fondly. And the result was that Buddhism had to die a natural death in India. At the present day there is not one who calls oneself a Buddhist in India, the land of its birth.” The Vedas are not rocks, they are simply mud, except for some interesting verses scattered here and there. Buddhist disciples or any one with any sense, except historians and research scholars, wouldn’t want to put their foot in it. What Vivekananda is saying is this: Buddha actually preached a religion with a wonderful and merciful God, he brought out all the truths of the hidden Vedas, however after his death, his disciples plotted the greatest evil conspiracy in the history of the world, wiped out all the Vedic-sounding teaching of the original Buddha, and instead planted their own version of diabolical nonsense and set about spreading it as the actual Buddhism. So the Buddhism that the world knows today and the Buddha that the world knows today are just results of evil machinations of godless minds! Now just imagine, even Hinduism as everyone knows it doesn’t have and especially in those days didn’t have any “eternal God.” Hinduism is a notoriously pantheistic and mythology-based religion. There are Rama, Krishna, Hanuman, Yanesh, Shiva, Vishnu and so many gods and demigods, but there is no God, the creator of this universe! In fact the creator god, Brahma (not to be confused with Brahman of Vedanta) is treated as a buffoon in the mythologies, and there is not a temple built to him anywhere, except for one in some remote corner, I believe.

Vivekananda goes on prattling for two more paragraphs, but let me not go into it lest people who are reading this or I myself may get nauseated and vomit on the computer! Bravo Vivekananda, what a soul-stirring speech! Claps everybody!


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PS: If the original gurus are this idiotic, we can imagine how much more stupid their disciples will be! I've received a comment for this post which I paste here in full, followed by my response to it:

I found your critique of SV and Buddhism interesting. But you have to missed the following paragraph.

"To many the path becomes easier if they believe in God. But the life of Buddha shows that even a man who does not believe in God, has no metaphysics, belongs to no sect, and does not go to any church, or temple, and is a confessed materialist, even he can attain to the highest. We have no right to judge him. I wish I had one infinitesimal part of Buddha's heart. Buddha may or may not have believed in God; that does not matter to me. He reached the same state of perfection to which others come by Bhakti — love of God — Yoga, or Jnâna. Perfection does not come from belief or faith. Talk does not count for anything. Parrots can do that. Perfection comes through the disinterested performance of action."

The gist of SV's message is that the highest spiritual achievement through Vedantic philosophy or Buddhism is the same. The conceptualization of being one with God or attaining Nirvana is the same state. Therein lies his true message.


Sir Anonymous, thanks for your comment. But I don't know whether you are a human being or a mechanical pre-programmed robot (oh robots too can be intelligent and self-learning, but you seem to be a more primitive kind). I have analyzed line-by-line and explained to you "the gist of SV's message" in two long essays, which you have presumably read and apparently found 'interesting', but unfortunately couldn't digest one bit! There you go muttering like a parrot about some supposed profound mystic essence of SV's message, or rather 'true' message. You seem to be truly and profoundly asleep, but by any chance if you are awake a little, kindly and patiently read on my analysis of this missed-out passage.

I think I deliberately left this passage out because such stupidity as made manifest in it is a pure abomination. Okay here goes my line-by-line. "To many the path becomes easier if they believe in God." Blabber on, Vivekananda! Any stupid idiot can and every stupid idiot does believe in God, take all those heaps of orthodox Hindus and fundamentalist Christians, for example, or even the tribal cultures who believe in Voodoo god. Believing in God or god is not the path, it is the closing of all paths, shutting down the little mind one has and going into permanent coma. No one achieves by passively taking on any stupid belief in God or in any deity from parents or gurus, but by actively seeking, searching, enquiring and experiencing, like Buddha did.

"But the life of Buddha shows that even a man who does not believe in God, has no metaphysics, belongs to no sect, and does not go to any church, or temple, and is a confessed materialist, even he can attain to the highest. We have no right to judge him." Now stupid Vivekananda gets all so condescending, it is so distasteful. 'Even a man who...' - oh god! 'We have no right to judge him' - aha! Not one bit of shame at all, freaking moron, but right you are this time, SV, especially you have no right to judge Buddha simply because you seem to have lost all ability to think and judge anything at all in any rational sense. Buddha has no metaphysics? Buddha is a confessed materialist? I am appalled, aghast, petrified at such totally lunatic statements.

It is just that Buddha was not prone to speak to lay persons and novices about those eleven or twelve forbidden metaphysical questions, concerning whether God exists and so on, simply because he wanted to shift the emphasis to practical workable things, instead of getting people addicted to speculation and blind belief systems. But Buddhism has tons of metaphysics alright, perhaps more than any other religion, the central concepts of incarnation and the wheel of Samsar in buddhist philosophy, and in fact the whole of Mahayana is metaphysics, and all of which evolved right from the time of Buddha and his immediate disciples. Zen, in fact, evolved as an extreme rebellion against copious metaphysicalizing of Mahayana. Zen doesn't have any kind of philosophy or world-view, it is so funny, just to think that however did they manage! As for Buddha, he didn't actually even deny God, he denied the existence of a soul in an individual isolated sense, but not God. He simply said let's better not talk about these things for now, and get ourselves busy with more useful and relevant matters. Even Patanjali did that, whta's the big deal? Patanjali is even worse: if you want, you can worship some idol god just for time pass, or else don't bother, it makes no difference! Buddha's attitude is in fact such a sensible and scientific approach to take too. Because what is the point of asserting God exists or doesn't exist when the concept of God itself is not clearly defined. For example, in Christianity any stupid idiot who can walk on water and perform some simple magic tricks or miracles becomes the supreme God who created this universe or the son thereof, while in Hinduism the creator God of the universe, Brahma of the Trimurtis fame, as we have seen earlier, is even looked upon in disdain and is hardly bothered with, people worship his wife who is supposed to grant good marks in exams but not the one who is supposed to have created the universe! Had Buddha asserted that God exists, it would have been a disaster, people would have again clung to belief systems and went into comfortable sleep just in the way of SV and his somnambulistic disciples (Awake! Arise! - is their slogan!). God is not a question of believing or not believing, but of experiencing, being and becoming. It is so unfortunate, though, that Buddha himself had to become the God of Buddhism in Tibet, China and South East Asia.

And next, Buddha a confessed materialist? By making this stupidest statement ever, SV is virtually confessing: I am the most blithering idiot you can ever find on this planet! Buddha's whole realization, the central doctrine of Buddhism, is that matter has no substance, that the world itself is unsubstantial, re: Heart Sutra "form is emptiness, emptiness is form" - and SV is alleging that Buddha was some materialist like that other freaking idiot Karl Marx. The earth is so full of all kinds of idiots, it is sickening. Did Vivekananda ever read one line of what Buddha said? However, here is an interesting observation: ironically if only Buddha were a stupid materialist like Karl Marx and as SV portrays him to be, then he would have got interested in economics and perhaps could have been of much more use to India and the world than he actually was. Alas! Buddha had absolutely no sense of material world, it simply didn't occur to him that one can escape from poverty, disease and even the ills of old age by social progress and medical advancement, without the need of resorting totally nihilistic and utterly depressing, demotivating metaphysical concepts such as Shunya and Nirvana! So, Buddha was the greatest immaterialist one can think of, on par with Adi Shankara, Berkeley, Hume, Hegel or whoever, and even surpassing them in some ways, and SV says Buddha is a confessed materialist! If only!

"I wish I had one infinitesimal part of Buddha's heart" - No, SV, again you are wrong! We wish, and you should wish too, that you had one infinitesimal part of some common sense a normal person is expected to have, forget Buddha's heart or Einstein's mind!

"Buddha may or may not have believed in God; that does not matter to me." No it should matter to you, because perhaps then you would have realized that believing in God, any kind of dogmatic belief, is a hindrance, and then who knows, maybe even you could have turned a little wise. Buddha didn't 'believe' in God, and that is a major achievement, nothing to be lightly dismissed; it is a radically new and refreshing approach to spirituality. In a way, though, it is the philosophy of Vedanta, which is what Vivekanda ostensibly professed, that first deposed God. Because, as mentioned earlier, the Brahman of upanishads is an abstract principle. Has anyone ever seen someone praying to the Brahman, oh Brahman give me this, give me that? There is no one to listen there! But Vedanta always remained a mystic philosophy and never became a mass movement like Buddhism, so what Buddha did was definitely an achievement, establishing a mass religion without any God, no wonder it degraded so soon. However, condescending as ever, SV seems to pardon Buddha for his sins "Poor soul, he was ignorant enough not to be worshipping any naked goddess adorned with garlands of skulls looking insane with her tongue protruding out, just like my own great guru Sri Ramakrishna did, but it doesn't matter to me!" -- oh! Incidentally, Mahavir too propounded a religion without God, but it is a rather lugubrious one with monadic, individual, isolated souls, so let's not get into it! I think Buddha had to resort to explicitly denying soul, as a reaction to Mahavira who was his contemporary.

"He reached the same state of perfection to which others come by Bhakti — love of God — Yoga, or Jnâna." Oh, glad to hear that! Buddha too finally reached, good for him! But hold on, the state of perfection? Whatever is this weird state, I have no idea, but surely taken from Raja Yoga! Enlightenment, I 've heard of Self-realization, God-realization, I've heard of. But perfection - in a spiritual context - is nonsense. Besides, 'state of perfection' sounds so dull, static, a state not only of arrested growth, but of no movement, an eternal claustrophobic prison, something like in Mahavira's philosophy maybe. Yogis go on doing gymnastics and breathing exercises hoping to reach perfection and physical immortality, but this is not a mainstream spirituality conception. Really, Vivekananda is such a total disgrace to Vedanta philosophy. Because it is this philosophy which Vivekananda goes on beating drums about that first propounded the concept "Thou art That," meaning, you are already freaking That! There is nothing to be achieved, no state of perfection, no nonsense. What is, is already perfect and supremely glorious, there is no need to improve upon that! In fact, even Buddha, in one of the first things he reportedly said after his enlightenment, when asked what he achieved, declared he in fact achieved nothing, if anything he lost something! And here comes Vivekananda saying, 'poor slob, even Buddha achieved the state of perfection', as if spirituality is some kind of art or skill. In fact, it is Vivekananda who achieved perfection -- in blabbering nonsense. Though, sadly, many more existed before him and many more would come who would outperform him, and achieve even higher peaks of perfection! Not that Vivekananda is lesser than anybody, see, he contradicts himself in the same sentence. 'Others come by Bhakti — love of God — Yoga, or Jnâna' - and SV was the one who soon went on to write a classic book on Jnana Yoga, so he should have known, 'Jnana' is the path of pure Vedanta, and it doesn't love or believe in God too. Neither does Yoga / Raja Yoga, for that matter. Buddha too realized (not that monstrous 'reached the state of perfection') through the path of Jnana. So what is Vivekananda mumbling and jumbling about? "May or may not have believed in God" - what nonsense!

Now, he contradicts himself big time! Make that Big Time! Two sentences back he was saying "the path becomes easier if they believe in God' Now he says "Perfection does not come from belief or faith." Where was this wisdom 10 seconds earlier? Such pathetic buffoons! God has given them great beauty, great style, great charm and charisma, but hardly any rational-thinking brains at all! "Parrots can do that" - yeah we know parrots, but I wonder why the kind commenter who sent this passage goes on pasting the same comment again and again, maybe just the power of habit, repeat, repeat, repeat, including repeat himself. Kinda compulsive-obsessive thing maybe.

And now comes the great climax! Here Vivekananda simply veers off the road and falls into a deep ditch straight on, very badly. "Perfection comes through the disinterested performance of action." Comes through means what, he is apparently implying, comes only through! So if perfection comes only through disinterested performance of action, i.e., karma yoga, then what about the three aforementioned yogas, bhakti, raja, and jnana?! And what about Buddha, is Vivekananda implying Buddha achieved perfection through disinterested performance of action?It is the beauty of Upanishadic philosophy that it so boldly propounded no matter what you do, nothing affects your soul or its original perfection (not achieved perfection). This is such a fantastically liberating philosophy, just incredibly daring approach to spirituality, which is usually mired in concepts of guilt and sin. And elsewhere, it is Vivekananda himself who goes on expounding Vedanta proper in thunderous phrases! It is such a shame that he cannot manage any kind of consistency or coherence. Moreover, I haven't the faintest notion what this central and most stupid doctrine of Bhagavad-gita "disinterested performance of action" means! In the first place, I have no idea where Krishna got it from! Raja yoga from Patanjali, jnana yoga from sankhya, mimansa, vedanta etc, bhakti yoga is of course a natural tendency of love, emotion, worship and belief, but whatever is this karma yoga nonsense I never could understand, especially the concept of anasakti yoga or disinterested action! I have once heard Sukhabodhananda saying "Only a lunatic will perform actions without any motives, but what Krishna meant is...." I forgot what he said then. Acting without any motivation -- I can't make head or tail of it. Why on earth would anyone act without any motive, and what will he act! So far as I know, there is only one kind of action without any kind of interest or motive, that is when a psycopath kills someone for no reason at all, or like Krishna says it is all just a dream, no one ever gets killed and then kills. This goes on to corroborate my theory (proposed in the introduction to this blog) that Krishna is some kind of psychopath! But even there, the killer is acting out of some kind of inner compulsion. Bhagavad-gita is the most famous scripture of India, and one of the two or three most famous sentences of this book is "ma phalesu kadachana" "don't seek results"! I mean, why would, and how can anyone act without expecting any kind of results! Leaders, including spiritual leaders, are supposed to motivate people, this Krishna however seems to be demotivator par excellance. No wonder India got mired lethargy and inaction for eons thereafter! If Krishna said, don't hanker for results, it would have made some sense! But no interest, no motive, no expectation, so far as I can imagine only brain-dead people act like that, to the extent that they can move around and do something. And it may not be that much exaggeration to say that, to the extent such people are capable of talking coherently, they would be talking like Swami Vivekananda, when he is in this nonsense mode, which I now think he not infrequently is! Still, what a man, what a style, a whole speech of nonsense, ending in a giant outburst of even more incomprehensible nonsense. That's why I have such a big poster of this man in my room, and not of Buddha! (It says: Faith, faith, faith in yourself, faith in God, only then great things will be achieved).

Finally, coming to the commenter's observation: "the highest spiritual achievement through Vedantic philosophy or Buddhism is the same." or through taoism, or hasidism, or sufism or simply having your head knocked off in an accident. Indeed, there seem to be many people who have achieved enlightenment accidentally and it proved too much for them. Anyways, we all know there are many traditions and paths to spiritual realization, since Truth is one, but I have dissected every sentence of SV's lecture, and I have not come across anything to that effect. His concluding sentence is "disinterested performance of action" and it says everything; like a dog's tail is crooked and can't be mended, Vivekananda is simply stuck with that stupidest notion of Krishna, and maybe in desperately trying to make sense of it he got demented, and he is simply unable to speak meaningfully anymore. Gist or grist there is nothing in it, but pure blabber. "The conceptualization of being one with God or attaining Nirvana is the same state." Sir, first learn your Vedanta before you start on a comparative philosophy course. Vedanta doesn't seek to be one with God, but to know God and be God (Brahm vit Brahmaiva bhavathi), and that is the whole original trademark distinction of Advaita philosophy. Being one with God is vishistadavaita or even dwaita philosophy. They are not the same as advaita, they are the opposite. So you are saying Vedanta/Advaita is its own opposite, and furthermore you compare it to Nirvana. In Nirvana, you are one with God! Hindu Muslim bhai, bhai, Rama = Allah. Carry on, sir, you are continuing the tradition well, the noble age-old tradition of merrily blabbering nonsense nonstop.

18.12.08

Swami Vivekananda on Buddhism

Swami Vivekananda was the original inspiration of my life. Long back when I was in my mid-teens, the day that I got hold of a small book of his quotations marked a key turning point of my life. This man is a path-breaking revolutionary, so much fire, and I feel forever indebted to him for everything I learnt from his complete works. Quite a lot of what Vivekanda has written (or rather spoken) is powerful and insightful, but at the same time there is plenty of nonsense too; and because of the considerable confusion and deficiencies in Vivekananda, I had to grope my way in spirituality for a long time, moving via D T Suzuki, Alan Watts, all that Zen and New Age thing, until finally I hit upon Osho in my early 20’s.

Vivekananda was not enlightened nor did he claim to be, he was basically supposed to be a spokesperson for Hindu philosophy and for his master Ramakrishna; the swami had serious limitations, and he had his share of delusion and confusion, which was not in meager quantities either. And above all, he had only 10 years of preaching career and very unfortunately died young in the first years of the 20th century. Supposedly he got enlightened just before death, if only he lived and preached after his enlightenment I think it could have been really tremendous.

Here let me examine a brief speech of his, made during the Chicago Parliament of Religions in 1893 (please note that he was only 30, really a kid by todays standards); this was the occasion when he got his big break and stunned the world audience with his originality and dynamism. The lecture is entitled “Buddhism, the Fulfillment of Hinduism.”

He begins thus: “I am not a Buddhist, as you have heard, and yet I am. If China, or Japan, or Ceylon follow the teachings of the Great Master, India worships him as God incarnate on earth.” Well, whether he considered himself to be a Buddhist or not, he should have at least known that in China and elsewhere, Buddha is literally worshipped as God himself, and except in zen schools which could have comprised less than one tenth of a percent of the total Buddhist populace, nobody was actually following or trying to follow Buddha’s teaching. It was and is just a ritual and worship thing. And in Ceylon (Sri Lanka), in Hinayana or Theravada Buddhism, Buddha’s teachings somehow got badly distorted. Strangely, Vivekananda visited Japan and other places on his way to Chicago, but couldn’t he even notice they had temples built for Buddha everywhere? In India though, there is not one temple for Buddha (except perhaps at BodhGaya, the place of his enlightenment) and only occasionally he appears as a sidekick stacked in a long array of pictures of the Hindu pantheon, as can be found in a typical Hindu worship place or pooja room.

Vivekananda starts off with this massive blunder and continues fumbling badly throughout. He says, 'I am not here to criticize Buddhism, far be it from me, how can I criticize whom I worship as God incarnate on earth'. On the one hand he is the voice of Vedanta, the Atman is the Brahman, the soul is God, non-duality and all that, and still he utters such puerile nonsense as Buddha being some God incarnate, Vivekananda says he himself believes that and even worships Buddha. What a pitiful lack of integrity indeed! Vedanta is the fantastically sublime philosophy which says only God exists, so how come some guy becomes special God incarnate? Seems like Vivekananda could not digest his own philosophy well.

He continues, 'But our views about Buddha are that he was not understood properly by his disciples'. Who is ‘our’? I have never heard of this view any time! Besides, by any standards Buddha had the best and highest-caliber disciples, far superior to those any enlightened master ever had. Sariputta, Moggalana, Manjushri, Mahakashyapa, these were all stalwarts. And of all the enlightened masters who existed in history, only Buddha could pass down the legacy, totally unsullied, generation after generation, for nearly 800 years in India itself after which the tradition passed unto China and Japan. And of all religions in the world, Buddhism is the only one where the central-most exposition of faith was written by a disciple and not by the Master himself, i.e., the Heart Sutra by Bodhisatva Avalokiteshwara! Vivekananda seems to have absolutely no notion of what he is speaking about!

“The relation between Hinduism (by Hinduism, I mean the religion of the Vedas) and what is called Buddhism at the present day is nearly the same as between Judaism and Christianity. Jesus Christ was a Jew, and Shâkya Muni was a Hindu. The Jews rejected Jesus Christ, nay, crucified him, and the Hindus have accepted Shâkya Muni as God and worship him.” Such a totally superficial, even repulsive comparison. Jesus Christ was not a Jew, he was born a Jew, and the same applies for Buddha, what a sloppy way of thinking indeed! You cannot say Lenin was bourgeois simply because he was born into a bourgeois family. Everybody has to be born somewhere, how is it in anyway relevant to their philosophy or achievement. The swamiji seems to have this patronizing grandmotherly approach to things, ‘Look, Buddha may have done great things, but he was after all born a Hindu and he will remain a Hindu, we Hindus must be proud that we produced a Buddha, he is one of us'!

And then more of such of immaturity and utter lack of insight, “the Jews crucified Jesus, the Hindus worship him.” Oh what a great thing Hindus have done! Vivekananda doesn’t seem to have any notion that worshipping can be a far worse thing than crucifying. In the first place Shakya Muni didn’t want to be accepted as a God and be worshipped, his whole life he had been fiercely battling such nonsense, but Vivekananda seems to be very proud of what Hindus had done. Besides, he has totally forgotten how Buddhism, a thriving religion during one epoch, second half of the first millennium, was cruelly persecuted, its practitioners burnt alive in hundreds maybe and the religion was hounded away from India, so that not a trace of Buddhism was left – and all this was accomplished not through the work of any evil Hindu fanatic king, but by the will of common people at the behest of their enlightened spiritual leaders! And then worshipping Buddha, it could be seen as pure hypocrisy typical of Hindu mind, or as a clever tactical safeguard to keep away Buddhism. 'Yeah we already worship Buddha, we don’t need all that doctrinal philosophical thing'! Nice strategy.

“But the real difference that we Hindus want to show between modern Buddhism and what we should understand as the teachings of Lord Buddha lies principally in
this: Shâkya Muni came to preach nothing new. He also, like Jesus, came to
fulfil and not to destroy. Only, in the case of Jesus, it was the old people,
the Jews, who did not understand him, while in the case of Buddha, it was his
own followers who did not realise the import of his teachings.”

Oh man, it is Hinduism that has so much lost touch with its original teachings of Upanishads and Vedanta, Buddhism remains largely true to its roots and original teachings, in so far as it is actively practiced by the Buddhist monks. Vivekananda shamelessly persists in his grandmother mode. ‘Ah big deal, nothing new, we had it all in Hinduism, Buddha was just a little confused, rebelled, but finally found out that all he had to preach was already there in Hinduism’! He came to fulfill, Vivekanda says. Fulfill what? The simple fact of which this great spiritual leader of Hinduism seems to have no knowledge is that Hinduism as we know it today didn’t exist then at all. The epics, Ramayana, Mahabharatha, the scriptures, Bhagavadgita, Bhagavata and puranas, (except for the Upanishads), the gods, the goddesses all came later. The religion of Vedas is called Vedic religion, it bears hardly any resemblance with the Hinduism of more recent history. They had totally a different set of gods, Indra, Varuna, Maruts, Aswini twins, and what not! As for Vedas, a Hindu walking in the street has no clue what is in them, just the sound Om and a couple of mantras like the famous Gayatri have survived. Vedic religion is what is being revived by Maharshi Mahesh yogi and the gang, you cannot equate it to Hinduism. So, according to Vivekanda, Buddha came to fulfill something which didn’t even exist in his time!

I have a hypothesis: Vivekanda had been sightseeing Chicago, went to the Chicago science fair or something, came back and wrote this speech in five minutes. Blabber off anything to the Americans, who would not notice it anyway, what nonsense you are talking is never an issue, you just have to say it with absolute conviction, and deliver it powerfully, which Swamiji could effortlessly pull off no doubt! Also much of his audience could have been women wondering how handsome this ‘hindoo monk’ from India was, with men engaged at doing more productive American know-how things! So go on yakking away anything, but do it with style and use beautiful-sounding words, typical Christian evangelical thing – that seems to be Vivekananda’s approach too.

This man really has the gall to suggest that nobody understood the Buddha, not his immediate followers who lived and moved with the Buddha for long decades, not the great geniuses of Buddhist tradition who appeared in the following centuries such as Nagarjuna or Nagasena, not the great zen masters or anyone, in fact Buddha himself doesn't seem to have understood himself. Vivekananda seems to be the first and last person on the earth to have understood the Buddha, that Buddha is actually all about Hinduism! The secret is out finally! The fulfillment, the epitome! But I don't think it is the gall, Vivekananda like most of the gurus featured in this blog is so unconscious, he seems to have no idea what he is talking about. And it is really a pity because Vivekananda can be compared to be no one, not especially to these other mediocre swamiji and sadgurus -- and yet he seems to have no control to contain the nonsense spouting off his mouth with such vigorous force.

17.12.08

Swami Dhyan Vimal on the Modern World

This swamiji is becoming very popular in Malaysia and elsewhere, seems like recently established a big center in Canada. I have three friends in Facebook who are devout followers of this swamiji. This swami stayed at the Osho commune during the last year of Osho’s life, and his disciples seem to consider him not only as one of the great disciples of Osho, but perhaps as one who is much superior to Osho. The way one of these Facebook friends was suggesting that I read Dhyan Vimal and learn from him what I may have missed from Osho certainly gave me that impression.

The swami has 4-5 websites, some stupid quotes adorn the sites, but let’s ignore them. Although he wrote several books, all of them have to be purchased. I finally could locate one free e-book: The Four Disciplines – Finding Your Royal Nature. The first thing about this swamiji is that his English is that of a semi-literate villager. If only he added a fifth discipline, that of learning to properly speak the language in which you go on babbling all the time, I think it would have been more appropriate. I endured the first two pages of babble in his book to arrive on this gem:

This world, which is so vast and used to be so distant from one place to
another, has shrunk to a millisecond with the emergence of technology. The
world has become more one than ever. A new culture, a new world order is
emerging, because nobody is isolated so their belief or ideology stands as the
only ideology. Everything is being challenged and everything is being looked at
afresh.
Yes, the vast world has shrunk to a millisecond, alas, and in future it will shrink to microsecond, and then to nanosecond, finally it will shrink to Planck time scale, which I think is on the order of a trillionth trillionth trillionth of a second! And all of us would disappear in a quantum wormhole into the eleventh dimension, having shrunk to sizes smaller than photons; maybe all of us would have become vibrating cosmic strings harping to the tune of our royal nature. 'With the emergence of technology’ – Swamiji, modern technology emerged over two hundred years back with the advent of the Industrial Revolution. Fortunately, the world did not shrink into a millisecond as soon as technology emerged, or else we would not be here!

So this is the level of Swamiji’s thinking and writing! If a fifth grader wrote this passage (typical of most of Swami's writing), we would be laughing, but in the case of Swamiji I think it would be more appropriate if we all came together as one world, one culture, one ideology and cried, wept bitterly! Yes indeed, everything is being challenged and everything is being looked at afresh, as the Swamiji keenly observes, yet it is strange that these bunch-loads of these pseudo swamijis and gurus go on pestering the world, not to speak of fundamentalists and evangelists! So anyway, what the swamiji is driving at is this (the next paragraph):
This new state also creates a new demand that is of self-reliance and
self-invention. One cannot just follow anymore, like our fathers and
grandfathers much of what they knew or did, was just to follow the past, and
systems were so well-developed that new was not readily welcome. But now, it is
up to us; thus, the demand is higher too but the skill is not necessarily there.
The know how, how to invent and reinvent oneself is missing. The inner strength
has to be found, and the 4 Disciplines are the key.
Mumble, bumble, jumble, rumble, tumble, fumble, crumble. Got it?

16.12.08

Eckhart Tolle on the Evolution of Flowers - II

The first flower probably did not survive for long, and flowers must have
remained rare and isolated phenomena, since conditions were most likely not yet
favorable for a widespread flowering to occur. One day, however, a critical
threshold was reached, and suddenly there would have been an explosion of color
and scent all over the planet—if a perceiving consciousness had been there to
witness it.


- Continuation of the first paragraph in Eckhart Tolle’s 'A New Earth'



Has anyone ever seen a flower survive for long? Last time I checked they blossom in the morning and wither away in the night. Is that long by any standards? In the last post, examining the first sentence of this all-time spiritual bestseller, we have seen how Tolle seems to have such a callous disregard for facts, but here, in the third sentence, he outdoes himself! Doesn’t he even know that flowers have notoriously fleeting span of life, even those flowers that blossom even in the most favorable of circumstances? Whatever does he mean by “the first flower probably did not survive for long”? Oh it was trampled by the dinosaur, poor lonesome flower! Or it could be that Tolle spends much of his time in Amida Buddha’s golden paradise, where flowers thrive perpetually in all their never-fading splendor! And looking down upon the Earth of 100-150 million years from his lofty perspective, he naturally felt compassion for the first flower, the most delicate and vulnerable thing, it barely ‘survived’ for a day in that cruel harsh world teeming with monsters! What a tragedy!

In the first place, there could be an original species of flowers that marked the transition from gymnosperms to angiosperms -- a bridge -- but in no way there can be a ‘first flower’ in an individual sense as Tolle talks about. Tolle talks as if this ‘first flower’ of his was some kind of unnamed great hero, a pioneer, or a Buddha being who is now all but forgotten! Is there any possibility for him to ever understand that evolution of one species from another happens mind-numbingly slowly, spanning tens or hundreds of thousands of years, in barely noticeable series of gradations, driven by the forces of random mutation and natural selection? Certainly much of evolution on this planet has taken place in a series of spurts, but they are considered spurts only in a relative sense, and they too would span thousands and tens of thousands of years, not anything like a day or a month or a year.

You can have an individual creature born with a different color or some such trait, owing to accidental mutations in a few genes, but you cannot have such a complex thing like a beautiful, multi-petaled, fragrant flower popping up from nowhere where there was none earlier. If men evolved from apes, flowers too must have evolved from some close resembling predecessors. In case of man, we can make a definitive cut-off mark, based purely on functionality, that when the ape jumped down from the trees and learnt to walk erect on two limbs it became human, or was on the way to becoming human, but that early hominid australopithecine species resembled apes in every other aspect, despite 3 1/2 million years of evolution after branching away from a common ape-human ancestor about 7 million years ago. The ‘first human’ was vastly more ape than human, there would have been just a hint of unique humanness, he (or rather it) only barely opened a door for a long and protracted evolution on the path of becoming human. Similarly we could point to a species saying that these were the first flowers, but they could have been hardly distinguishable from their non-flowering counterparts in gymnosperms!

The ape jumping from the trees and adapting to walking on land is a very dramatic event, and yet even that could have taken generations upon generations to happen. I don’t think there was any first heroic ape that risked its life and limb and went further than any ape and thus miraculously got transformed into a technically human-like creature overnight! And if we were to find the Tolle’s first flower that blossomed into existence one fine morning, we would have to , in theory, make a time-lapse photography of flower evolution spanning millions of years! It would be a very long-lasting flower indeed!

But Tolle doesn’t seem to have any concern for any science, any reason, any sense, he just seems to be interested in making a dramatic, poetic, picturesque, piquant opening for his book so that he can lure millions of naïve readers, including Oprah Winfrey, who would perhaps consider him as the next step in evolution, the final flowering of human consciousness!

This book is obviously about some kind of evolution of consciousness on earth, but fortunately Tolle went after flowers, and later on in these preliminary passages after birds, and (surprise, surprise!) precious stones and their supposedly highly evolved state of consciousness, but left most other things of biological evolution on the planet earth, which is apparently the prerequisite and precursor of his actual theme of spiritual evolution. And we must be eternally grateful to him for doing us, his humble readers and mostly gullible suckers, this favor. He either left out intentionally or totally forgot about the emergence of eye: ‘One fine day, in the murky depths of the primordial oceans, a fish woke up and found that it could see the whole infinitely vast world.” And this fish is the archetype of all Tolle-type characters who could see into infinity with their spiritual eye, even in our dark ages!

And then he left out the fish jumping out of the sea on to the land. Imagine a particular individual fish which finally gathered courage and took the bold leap, the grand daddy of all adventurers and explorers of the world! But thank god, Tolle at least spared the fish: ‘The first fish that jumped on to the land barely survived for a few seconds, but through its Christ-like sacrifice it paved the way for further evolution of consciousness on this planet. One small leap for a fish, one giant leap for evolution of the divine mind!’ Blather blather. He mercifully left out too the rodent which dared to come out from its deep dark hole and boldly surveyed the benighted planet in the long aftermath of the huge asteroid impact, the event which marked the death of dinosaurs and the beginning of a whole new era. “The first mouse that crept its way into a dark sunless land couldn’t survive for long, because obviously the circumstances were very unfavorable, but it set a tremendous precedent. Mice began to crawl out from their holes slowly, gingerly, here and there at first, but then one day a critical threshold was reached and the earth was teeming with mice and rats, those noble mammalian creatures without whose courage and foresight we would not have been here.” And boy, he totally forgot the mother of all colorful explosions on the planet, the original event which kickstarted evolution, the Cambrian explosion!

Come to think of it, Tolle wanted to talk about the glory of biological evolution, and just broached upon flowers, birds and precious stone evolution – left everything out, at least going by the first few pages, beyond which I couldn’t go. I feel this is exactly what a teenage school girl (oh romantic roses, yeah, oh lovelorn cuckoo, yeah, oh lovely diamonds yeah!) would do if she was asked to write about some highlight events of evolution on the planet! I would have been impressed if a school girl, budding with literary talents, wrote this stuff, but considering that an Amazon.com sensational no.1 selling writer comes up this, it sounds so agonizingly pathetic! It says something about our times and the average caliber of readers. Only chick-lit, Harry Potter, or other incredibly juvenile muck like The Alchemist (When I was reading this latter book I felt extremely surreal, I couldn’t believe that this was something meant to be read by people!) seems to sell these days. Ironically, Tolle proves his point very clearly (my assumption that it is his point going by the blurb etc) — that the collective consciousness of this planet can use a dramatic leap of evolution, or else we could be stuck in juvenility and imbecility forever.

I fervently hope that one day soon a new age will dawn when the best-selling spiritual guru writers of the times finally manage to have an idea of what they are writing. Not just prattling like this, imagining and projecting images in thin air, pure day-dreaming sloppiness and nothing else. In the Zen tradition, they call mind’s illusions ‘sky flowers’ – Tolle must be living veritably amongst these sky flowers, and I am sure these sky flowers have a nasty tendency to survive indefinitely, unlike their earthly counterparts. Maybe, Tolle’s legendary first flower actually dropped from the sky, however it couldn’t survive for long on the earth, because the consciousness of the planet was not developed enough yet to sustain the beauty of these flowers. Yes, I am getting the drift now, how sublime! It is all about consciousness, and strange it is that people who seem to have no touch with reality, lost in reveries and fantasies as they are, can write so eloquently about consciousness.

“Flowers must have remained rare and isolated phenomena, since conditions were most likely not yet favorable for a widespread flowering to occur.” I simply have no idea what he is talking about, I mean obviously neither the first flower appeared overnight, nor the planet was carpeted with cheerful, lovely and vibrant flowers in any kind of rush. It could have taken 10, 20, 30, any number of millions of years – the kind of geological time scales we humans have no faculty of actually imagining. And there is no need to use “most likely”, it would have been naturally so barring any experiments by aliens who could have visited the planet then. And it has nothing to do with favorable conditions either, because even when the conditions were very favorable it would have been so, i.e., taken that much or more time. The first flowering species must have been very successful in reproduction, since flowers are sex maniacs (though Tolle’s entire thrust through this passage is that flowers are all about ‘enlightenment’)! Still, however easy the original functional flowers could have made the reproduction process, they couldn’t have taken over the planet like some nasty virulent virus. Tolle, though, talks exactly as if he is talking about some pandemic, he says ‘one day a critical threshold was reached, and suddenly there would have been an explosion of color and scent all over the planet’. Mark the ‘one day’ again! Listen, sutpid man, evolution doesn’t deal with days, it deals with eons! And what on earth is a critical threshold, in this context. Again I haven’t a clue.

Maybe while writing this first paragraph of his magnum opus, Tolle was dreaming about his future book, how gullible people here and there will read it, at first reluctantly, because the conditions are unfavorable, since JK Rowling has just come up with her latest installment, but the Harry Potter fever subsides for a while, and people are clamoring for more juvenile stuff, conditions get favorable and his book picks up sales, one day a critical threshold is reached, and everybody on the whole planet is reading only this book in no time, there is an explosion of color and scent, consciousness on this planet finally becomes fully enlightened, a new earth! We are all awakened to our life’s purpose, which is obviously to read Tolle’s stupid books!

And then suddenly Tolle too wakes up from his reverie! So if you are awake, Mr. Tolle, man, let me tell you: 70% of Earth is and was covered with water, so when the flowers would have managed to spread all over the land, still the whole earth wouldn’t be covered by them, right? You get my logic? And further, I can understand that you would have spent all your time seriously meditating, good for you, but if you had ever seen those Discovery channel documentaries about the wonders of the sea, you would have perhaps realized that a significant portion of this 70% of earth’s surface would have been covered by seemingly an infinite variety of fishes in all colors and even shapes, sporting intricate and awe-inspiring designs on their skins. And in fact, there would have been vastly many more species of both sea and land creatures in those times. Imagine, 90% of the species becoming extinct in one mass-extinction 225 million years ago, and 80% of the surviving species becoming extinct 65 million years ago, not to mention a variety of other extinctions! Imagine the absolute abundance of flora and fauna in those ages! So guess what, Mr Tolle, the earth had already been brimming with color and life, and even scent, long before the advent of your ‘enlightened’ flowers.

Besides, flowers are not the “enlightenment” of plants, as you write a little ahead in your raving reverie, they are the sexual apparatus, literally they are the genitalia-equivalent of the plants! You are just projecting the fantasies and fancies of your mind onto the world, though you and all other spiritual gurus keep telling, “Don’t project your mind onto things, don’t get identified with your mind, don’t get carried away by it.” You got carried away badly, dear enlightened writer sir! However, I think not only you but we all should learn to go beyond glibly dispensing advice and sometimes try to follow it ourselves instead!

One last thing, and this is a whopper even by the benchmarks set by all the preceding whoppers of these four lines of the first paragraph. “if a perceiving consciousness had been there to witness it” – Do you mean, sir, that bees busy pollinating the flowers don’t have any consciousness to perceive? Again you display incredible deficiencies in common sense and general knowledge. Colors have evolved with the explicit purpose of attracting bees, not because the plants got poetic and artistic or enlightened, as you imply! Are you so utterly unconscious that you don’t realize that consciousness, and enough consciousness to ‘perceive’, exists in all kinds of insects and animals other than humans? Incidentally, only the plants who got enlightened (according to you!) through their flowering cannot perceive or see their own colors! But still I don’t think you don’t realize that animals are also conscious, cognitive, witnessing and perceiving creatures (though they can’t talk), what I think is that besides having problems with science, common sense and all that, you also have problems with language, what you meant is “appreciate”, not perceive” – “if a consciousness had been there to appreciate it.” Phew!
If these are the people who are going to lead us to the next higher level of consciousness, very dark times seem to be in store for us indeed!

15.12.08

Eckhart Tolle on the Evolution of Flowers

Earth, 114 million years ago, one morning just after sunrise: The first flower ever to appear on the planet opens up to receive the rays of sun. Prior to this momentous event that heralds an evolutionary transformation in the life of plants, the planet had already been covered in vegetation for millions of years.

--------------------------Eckhart Tolle, A New Earth, the opening lines

‘A New Earth: Awakening to Your Life’s Purpose’ is the current sensational top best seller at Amazon.com and has been for quite a while, years maybe. Tolle begins with this very poetic passage about flowers and stuff. In fact I was so impressed when I originally read it that I kept this extract in one of my sites.

But what I wonder at is, why these spiritual types seem to have utter disregard for science, logic, facts and reason? The occasional poetical upsurge apart, they seem to be lost in their own world, out of touch with reality. When Tolle is writing about evolution, he has the duty to first research the subject a bit and then write, because millions, or who knows, hundreds of millions, of people would be reading it (he being the Amazon god, only next to Rowling). If only the author sat on the Internet for a few minutes and did some cursory browsing on the subject he was dealing with, he could have fared much better in the facts department. Obviously this is not a spontaneous discourse, so he has absolutely no excuse for coming up with sloppy science, showing nothing but contempt for readers’ intelligence and knowledge.

114 million years ago, Tolle says. MSN Encarta says, “Flowering plants are thought to have evolved around 135 million years ago from cone-bearing gymnosperms.” A discrepancy of about 20 million years is nothing to ignore about, even on evolutionary scale of time. The first sentence of ‘Understanding Flower and Flowering’ by Beverly J Glover says, "The oldest fossil flower currently known is 127 million years old.” That means the actual point/phase of origin would be much older.

Interestingly, there was a recent documentary called “The First Flower” on PBS and throughout the long documentary some dates are just discussed only once or twice briefly, hovering around 144, 135, 126 mya. The point is, even the very experts who have devoted their lives to this research cannot indicate the approximate point of origin, plus or minus a few million years. And look at the scientific language they use, “thought to have evolved” “currently known” and so on. But Tolle, the spiritual guru, comes along and asserts with spiritual authority seemingly emanating from the beyond, one fine day, 114 million years ago! Wherever did he get that date from!

Besides, he doesn’t seem to know the basics of evolution. Except for sudden catastrophes, everything in evolution happens as a protracted process of gradual development. Can we say, for example, one fine day, the first homo sapien sapien woke up and saw the sun light? There are no one fine days, or one mornings just after the sunrise, in evolution. The hominid species evolved gradually for a couple of million years; we say modern man evolved around 120 thousand years ago, but this is just to get a rough idea. We can never ever find out which particular morning after sunrise, the first modern man emerged, so that we can celebrate the anniversary every year! It is not just a question of our inability to know, but the process itself didn’t happen that way. It must have taken thousands or most probably tens of thousands of years of countless generations of people for even that final transition to occur, and for technically modern man to emerge!

And the same applies to flowers. The first flowers, about whom Tolle so ecstatically waxes about, would have hardly looked like flowers. To quote the PBS documentary, “The first flowering plants didn't resemble any flowers we know today. They didn't have petals, they didn't have fragrance, they weren't beautiful. They simply were functional.” Any one with the least notion of Darwinian evolution could have easily guessed it!

To me, human beings are the true flowering of life on the planet earth, but look at modern humans as they were even as recently as 30-40 thousand years ago, as shown in various scientific documentaries, they don’t seem to possess the slightest grace and beauty of human beings as we historically know them. However, they and us are the very same species! So, neither did the first flowers (Tolle actually says ‘flower’, not even flowers!) emerge suddenly and seemingly spontaneously one fine morning, nor did the first flowers of angiosperms which gradually over millions of years evolved from the ‘flowers’ of gymnosperms look any thing like the way flowers later evolved to be. For anyone with a little touch with science, this is all very commonsensical knowledge, and when those who don’t seem to have a touch with science write about topics dealing with scientific subjects like evolution, they should at least spend some time doing a little research.

Tolle goes on to talk about awakening to the purpose of life, raising the consciousness of the planet and all that, fine enough, but how about learning to check on simple facts when you write about them!

14.12.08

Eknath Easwaran on Bhagavad Gita - II


In a heroic age, on the vast plains of North India, a timeless spiritual classic
was born — the message of Sri Krishna to Prince Arjuna, on the brink of a war he
doesn't want to fight.


- Beginning of the write-up on the blurb of Eknath Easwaran’s commentary of Gita



In the whole of Mahabharatha, both prior to the Gita episode and after that, Arjuna never asks any kind of spiritual or philosophical advice from Krishna (except for a little discourse called Anugita towards the end of the epic). As a matter of fact, even during the Gita episode, he doesn’t ask for any philosophical advice, but just shares his rather out-of-place sadness at the impending senseless violence and destruction, and in a rather elaborate way as if he were having a chat during a hot long Indian afternoon, while slow Hindustani music is playing in the background. He also expresses his drastic, inexplicable and even bizarre change of mind about not being interested in fighting this war anymore. It is bizarre because he sees nothing unexpected at the battlefield, it is not like you go into a boxing ring and see your opponent for the first time. You have known your opponent all your life, you have all the time known what to expect exactly, there is absolutely nothing new you discover when you see this opponent physically. So why raise any issues now?

But in the case of Arjuna, physically seeing the enemy arrayed on the opposite brings about a radical change in his mind. For the first time in his life, and very nearly the last time, he starts almost-thinking. He starts elaborately contemplating on the consequences of the war now, when the engagement has already happened, just the shots haven’t been fired yet. Had he felt that remorse at the end of the war, or in the middle of it, it would have been more logical. Till now nobody ever ponders about the gruesome consequences of the all-out destruction that was about to come, though Krishna and the elders of the clan try a little to stave it off — suddenly what has gotten over Arjuna? Is he so erratic as to be utterly unpredictable and undependable or is he schizophrenic or a case of split-personality or is he suddenly prone to awakening for brief moments in an otherwise somnambulistic life? Is he the moronic one or are the readers of Gita supposed to be that?

But Krishna seems heads and shoulders above Arjuna in this kind of stupidity. His message, the divine message, the so-called song celestial is completely unwarranted to begin with. Battlefield is not the place to sing incredibly long songs of romance or friendship, or of philosophy and spirituality. All these people are standing ready with their arms on both sides, even the conchs are blown, the green signal has been given to take off and run into each other, and these two guys on the frontline go on interminably yakety-yakking between themselves about God knows what, in fact knowledge of God, soul and so on! So everybody else is supposed to wait in the scorching sun, while our two heroes go on discussing all the schools of Indian philosophy? What were they doing till then anyway? Let me repeat, never before or never afterwards does real philosophy come in Mahabaratha, just utterly pathetic moral platitudes and inane palaverings. (for example, Bhisma says on the most humiliatory public stripping of Draupadi , “The course of morality is subtle and even the illustrious wise in this world fail to always understand it.”)

Have these two poltroons no manners or any rules of conduct whatsoever, keeping everyone languishing in the sun like that indefinitely? Philosophy, metaphysics are all good, but before someone gets into all that, they need to have basic common sense. Or else it can lead to a toxic combination of imbecility and esotericism, just as it has happened in the India psyche all these ages ago. If the writers of Gita had any common sense, they would have at least put it this way: Arjuna suddenly starts feeling qualms, not on the eve of the war, not on the morn of the war, but right in the battlefield (clearly implying that his brain had been vacuous all this time, and only a spectacular visual stimulus of vast enemy hordes could shock it into functioning ever so briefly), and confides it with Krishna, who then understands that this is not the right frame of mind to enter into an all-decisive war, so on behalf of Arjuna meets the enemy side and negotiates with them to postpone the encounter by a day or so, till Arjuna can make up his mind, and later they both sit in a room all evening and night and discuss why killing off everyone in the war is so vital for the progress of the country plus various other philosophical matters, till Arjuna gets his nerve back.

Intelligence is normally defined as the ability to act in response to the needs of the situation. For example, an advanced robot is much better equipped than a primitive robot to assess its environment and act accordingly. Going by this most simple and acceptable definition of intelligence, the Gita, the supreme scripture of Hinduism and one of the most revered texts of spirituality all the world over, is the humongous pinnacle of unintelligence, i.e., of total stupidity. If Arjuna’s reaction is bizarre, Krishna’s response takes bizzareness to unprecedented, unimagined heights. Imagine a situation: a beggar on the road asks you for a rupee, and there and then you launch off into an 18 -college lectures worth of material on world economics, upon which people down the ages go on debating and commenting — standing in the middle of the road, perhaps attracting a bunch of passersby and creating a traffic jam. It is good that you know so much about economics, and are very eager to teach it all to some beggar who does not have a notion of the subject, just as Arjuna had no notion of philosophy — that too in one single marathon session; but at least have the decency to bring him inside the house first. Or else people can think of you as a total nutter. However no one ever in the history of the world ,except yours truly gober man here, has even remotely suggested at the possibility, of someone being some kind of total nutter. Btw, that someone is supposed to be the Lord God of this universe!

13.12.08

Eknath Easwaran on Bhagavad Gita

In a heroic age, on the vast plains of North India, a timeless spiritual classic
was born -- the message of Sri Krishna to Prince Arjuna, on the brink of a war he
doesn't want to fight.

- Beginning of the write-up on the blurb of Eknath Easwaran’s commentary of Gita


Bhagvad Gita is the bible of Hinduism, and very unjustly so. There is a most fantastic book in Hindu spiritual literature called Ashtavakra Gita which far surpasses Bhagvad Gita, and yet Bhagvad Gita gets all the limelight, and Ashtavakra Gita exists in relative obscurity. Ashtavakra is a very straightforward book, just the essence of vedantic truth and nothing else. Just like Bhagavad Gita, it is also an impromptu exposition delivered by an enlightened master, in response to a situation and the questions of a seeker-king. However, while the context of 'A. Gita' is simple and understandable, the context of 'B.Gita' is nothing less than grotesquely preposterous. And what infinitely compounds that weirdness is that no one ever down the centuries raised the slightest point indicating it, on the other hand everyone invariably would go ga-ga over the superb brilliance of the setting of Gita. Let’s examine this setting, following the line quoted above.

“In a heroic age” – there was nothing heroic about that age, or if we have to go by that definition our age can become heroic too if all the prime ministers’ and presidents’ posts were filled with military generals and commanders! In fact the situation then was even worse.

Arjuna, easily the central protagonist of Mahabharatha, seems to know absolutely nothing, no art, no knowledge, no skill except archery. (Although in one chapter he becomes a dance teacher in disguise, and he supposedly learnt it in heaven.) I have no clue exactly what qualification he had to become the king of India of that epoch, or of some central state thereof. In the recent Beijing Olympics, one Indian fetched a gold medal in the shooting competition, and was overnight shot to celebrity fame in the country. Now imagine how weird the situation would be if people all over the place started clamoring that he should become the next prime minister of this country! And yet, everyone adores Arjuna in India, he remains the archetypal princely figure of the ages! It must also be noted that in those days, they had arrows that would go like guided missiles of today, turning and twisting on their path if need be and relentlessly chasing their target; now since all the power was in the arrows gifted by gods, where even this only talent of Arjuna comes into play is not very clear. Anyone can press a button in a missile silo, or launch an arrow which can find its own way!

However, things are even worse than that, much worse, because Arjuna is part of the five Pandava brother team, and Arjuna being the king actually means the eldest of the five brothers – Dharma Raja – being in charge, since Arjuna invariably defers to the wishes of his elder brother. This Dharma Raja character doesn’t even know how to wield any weapon, all he seems to be interested in is a form of very primitive and utterly childish dice-based gambling game like snakes and ladders, and this kind of gambling is purely based on luck, so no skill whatsoever is required to play it. Further, as is demonstrated in the most central turning point of the whole Mahabharatha, the Dice-Game episode, Dharma Raja has a tendency not to only to be utterly childish, but also psychotically retarded. He goes on losing game after game to his opponent, but he seems to have utterly no capacity to control himself from discontinuing. He keeps losing not only all his kingdom and wealth, but he even wagers people, his own brothers, and his wife, as if they were his personal property and loses them all, which is just unimaginable height of criminal absurdity. I am not quite sure by what justification he claims his right to the throne again. Such persons would be put in high-security mental asylum in our days, but in those days and down through the ages Dharma Raja was regarded the ‘King of Righteousness’ – his very name means that through some coincidence (actually since he was granted to his mother through the grace of none other than the Lord of Death, Yama Dharma Raja).

So this whole righteous war thing, the archetypal battle of good against evil, is fought over the cause of making an utterly inane, inept and retarded, disgustingly mediocre person as the ruler of Hastinapura, as Delhi was called at that time. This is what the bunkum about ‘the heroic age’ is about, though we have not been able to explore the real depth of it. And practically all Krishna does in Bhagavad Gita is to convince a suddenly and inexplicably reluctant Arjuna to fight the battle so that this bunch of morons can become the ruling clique of the state, in a country where every one else is dead after fighting this bloody all-out war. And this is supposed to be the greatest spiritual classic of all times! Bhagavad Gita, along with the epic book of which it is a part, Mahabharatha, should be featured in the Guiness Book of World Records as being the world’s stupidest story ever, not world’s greatest spiritual classic!

12.12.08

Swami Sukhabodhanda on Stress

When god gives us lot of trouble, it appears god is very cruel but we need
patience and we have to wait. When bad things happen to good people, they become
better and not bitter. So all difficulties are part of a cosmic design to make
us really beautiful. We need patience, we need understanding, we need the
commitment to go through in a very calm and wise way. So all difficulties are
not to tumble us but to humble us.

-- Swami Sukhabodhananda
(http://www.experiencefestival.com/a/Stress/id/9378)



This is the kind of solace spiritual gurus had been traditionally proferring, it is strange that a more modern-minded swami like Sukhabodanda continues playing to the same tune. Consider the recent Mumbai terrorist attacks, the trouble is upon us in a bad way — so what are we to do? Are we supposed to wait in beatific patience? The economy is hit hard, I have lost my job — so am I to consider this is as part of the divine cosmic plan or something, and wade through the morass by sticking a saintly smile on my lips? I have every right to get angry and bitter, just as Mumbai and India as a collective entity has every right to get angry and bitter. Only then can things be done, and the situation can possibly get better. Adrenalin surge, the fight or flight reaction, is very essential to get work done, to move things around. I don't know for whom these swamijis go on preaching such claptrap! And Sukhabodhananda is actually popular for conducting training sessions for management people! God knows what they learn from him! There is something to learn though, I myself once attended a three-day seminar and came out learning a few things, but the way the swamiji goes on continually muddling up sensible advice with the inane variety is rather disconcerting.

The teleology implicated in cosmic design and divine plan are moronic Judeo-Christian and Islamic concepts (kismet etc). India traditionally was emphasizing on the philosophy of individual karma to explain adversity, which is a much more reasonable and scientific notion although it was hugely misused and misinterpreted. Judeo-Christian, and Islamic theologies have an extremely short-spanned linear concept of time, whereas India has (had) an eternal, cyclic concept of time — so where does the notion of cosmic design in a teleological sense come here? The beauty, harmony and order of our universe do not have to imply a future-oriented plan or design. I don’t think God has any designs with my life or has created some destiny in store for me or even for humanity! Things don't exist purposefully for our benefit. The whole race can be wiped out in an instance without making the least ripple in the cosmic order of things. The greatness of Hindu thought lies in realizing that this universe is all God's play and not some goal-driven work for God. It is sad to see that these swamijis bearing the banner of Hinduism do such a disservice to the very fundamentals of this philosophy.

"When god gives us trouble" — so all troubles come from God or chance? The majority of the time, we bring it upon ourselves through our own ineptness and stupidity. We have to assume the responsibility, we have to get angry and we have to get disgusted with the way things are going -- ourselves, others, the whole mess -- only so can we garner the motive power to act. Calmness is the last thing we need. Rage sounds more like it, the order of the day! Of course, fortuitous events do happen all the time, but our focus should be on how we bring the misery upon ourselves, because only then something can be done about it, and thereafter we can possibly even proceed to tackle the troubles which seem to drop from the blue or simply are the given conditions of our life. When the childish mind inside us feels "God is very cruel" — we don't need to calm ourselves and assume a fake wisdom and forbearance, invoking the concept of a cosmic design to bring us solace: ‘Ah whatever happens is for our good’! What we need is to look at it as an interesting challenge, but still without bringing upon undue stress and distress upon us, just as we would when we are playing a match with friends. Fun, and not repressive calmness, is the antidote to stress. And the concept of fun can be actually elaborated into a whole framework of philosophy.

The swamiji was talking on stress; the no.1 stress buster is understanding and appreciating the fact that this world is God's play, a sheer eternal and exuberant outpouring of divine energy! On the other hand, the no.1 cause of stress is a rigid perspective of goal-orientation along with an extreme limitedness of time. I am all for goal orientation in personal lives, but we need to understand to take it in the spirit of play rather than work, because in the end even if we lose the goal, or lose our job, or even lose our lives or that of our loved ones — it is not the end, life always begins anew! We need to trust in the inherent beauty and wisdom of existence and identify ourselves with that vast background truth of our existence, trying not to totally get caught up in the fluctuations at the surface.

There is no need to humble ourselves as the swami rants in a rhythmic fashion, but to aggrandize ourselves , think beyond the vicissitudes of our daily lives, and identify ourselves with the grand cosmic order of things. Indeed my personal life is a mess, as is so much about the world situation and expected future, I don't think there is any divine plan or teleology involved in it, we ourselves are to blame and have to make it our concern to improve things at full force. But when we do so with the acknowledgement of the vast deeper background of some divine order, such an understanding can act as positive, refreshing strength in our endeavors, and not just as some soporific solace to calm us down. The calmness comes of its own, we don't have to assume it - and stays in the background as a support and sustenance for our agitated, raging minds. Indeed, true spirituality is achieved in such a complex, paradoxical merging of the opposites!

Sadhguruji on the State of the Country - II

The Sadhguru continues "If you are really concerned about the national situation or the social situation, it is very important that you take it in your hands in a committed way and do something about it." Now what was the question? It is: Why, despite so many great spiritual masters having lived on its soil, India has been and continues to be in such a deplorable state? One would expect the answer to focus on the role of the collective teachings of these masters and how they thwarted the progress of the country or at least in some crucial ways failed to motivate the people enough to think and work in positive directions.

But no, the sadhguru simply exhorts 'Rise up and work for the welfare of the society, be committed'. Every politician in every speech says that, social workers have to keep saying that, school students in their elocution competetions would say that, 'we have to get committed to the welfare of the society' - big deal, even my friend's grandmother used to say that, 'we all have to become selfless'! The question is not dealt with at all. There is no sociological, psychological or historical analysis of any sort or even an attempt at it, simply 'you become committed, we will all become committed and all the problems will be solved'. This is just the kind of no-brainer rhetorical approach to the situation that one would expect from a local politician, or a lion's club member (with all due respect to the social work they are doing) and not from a spiritual guru who is described by his disciples as 'the most sought-after mystic from India'. I gather that the sadhguruji's foundation itself is doing a great deal of social work too on the lines of Shri Shri Ravi Shankar's organization, all of which I do duly appreciate, but that cannot become an excuse for a totally shoddy answer.

Let me repeat what the Sadhguru said 'If you are concerned, then become committed, do something about it.' Yes, personally I myself am very much concerned, but I cannot leave my life and career and join some social service organization and go to rural areas and clean their toilets for them. That doesn't mean my concern is not genuine. But my question is 'Down through the ages, why hasn't there been even that much concern in India towards the state and progress of the society?' And there were all these supposedly wise people, knowers of God, mushrooming here and there all over the place -- couldn't they do anything about it? Most tragically, not only could they could nothing about it, but it is because of them in the first place that India went through such wanton suffering generations after generations.

Take Buddha, he got enlightened and formulated a concept of human suffering that hasn't absolutely an iota of social context to it -- and he was the one who went on expounding about suffering his entire life, this being the very cornerstone of his whole philophical edifice. Most enigmatically, the official legend says that Buddha originally discovered the existence and extent of suffering during one particular day when he went on an outing into the town, and he happened to see all kinds of sick and suffering people but never did the idea of a hospital cross his mind, on the contrary he sees a calm, joyous beggar (maybe the tonsured guy was on hashish or something) at the end of the day and decides that becoming a beggar is the solution to all the woes that perplex human existence! No wonder India had to lead such a beggarly existence for millennia. Then take Krishna, it was entirely in his hands to stop a collossal war that perhaps broke the backbone of this country for hundreds or even thousands of years that followed (assuming that it happened, as most of us Indians like to believe). All he had to do was to say to Arjuna 'You are right, Arjuna, it is great that you have realized the folly of it all at least at the eleventh hour, let's call off this meaningless war of mutual destruction and try to do something constructive instead'. Instead, he only says, 'What the heck, Arjuna, it is all just a video game, let's go for it and have fun. No one really dies, no one really kills'. There have been hundreds of commentaries over the centuries on Gita, the most sacred of all Hindu scriptures, but nobody had the least commonsense to point out the utter nonsense glibly adovacted by Krishna, not even Osho for that matter. Krishna had always been the greatest spiritual genius, the most perfect incarnation of God! Just the emperor's new clothes story repeating over and over again. These are all your enlightened people, Krishna, Budhha, and all their commentators Shankara onwards, so what could you expect from them really?

The sadhguru seems to have neither the courage to face the question nor the intelligence required to give a satisfactory answer to it. He just resorts to hypocrisy and shallowness in a boomingly confident voice. Just: "Become committed! Over a hundred years ago, Swami Vivekananda said, 'become committed' and we haven't till now mustered the commitment." At least, when Vivekananda said it there was some fire in it, some light in it, but when the sadhuguru says it sounds so boringly cliched, pathetic.

Down through the centuries, if India as a nation led a miserable existence, it is owing to factors such as these, hypocrisy, superficiality, lack of intelligence etc. I believe these things have gone too deep into the Indian psyche -- notwithstanding all the apparent brilliance manifested by so many Indians these days in various fields of endeavor. And if we want to really change the situation and not just touch upon it here and there, we have to begin by understanding ourselves, our culture and our history and accept it for what it is. Only then would we be able to go beyond it. As I see it, the fundamental problem is thoughtlessness. The solution should begin with a sincere effort on our part to cultivate thought and analysis towards all aspects of life and society. Just rising up, feeling committed, going about to feed the children or plant trees -- admirable actions as they may be, they comprise a very superficial approach to the enormity of problems facing us. Certainly they could bring a degree of relief to some people in need of it, but we have the potential in us to do much much better than that. And it all begins -- not by learning to become 'committed' -- but by learnig to think. Commitment happens by itself without the slightest noise, it isn't the point at all. This is so because when we start thinking it is not diffiult to realize that the meaning of our own lives derives only from the bigger context of society and the world, and we begin to think in those terms. Commitment without thinking only leads to frustration, but thinking -- a sign of an alert and awakening mind -- naturally goes with commitment.

11.12.08

Sadhguruji on the State of the Country

Sadhguru Jaggi Vasudev is one of the few very well-known guru-figures in our times, though I myself have come across him only recently. He has authored about four books so far, mostly transcriptions of question-and-answer sessions with his disciples. "Encounter the Enlightened" is one of the titles. It sounds like 'Enter the Dragon'! Bruce Lee of a spiritual master we seem to have here! "Oh, I am the enlightened one, encounter me!" So anyway, this is the first post in my blog here, and let me begin with this encounter thing and see if anything will come out of it. I don't have the book with me, but I am listening to an mp3 also titled the same.

In the first question, the guy asks: India is famous for its spirituality, there have been so many great masters who have worked for the upliftment of mankind, even today you are here and there are many other masters, still why is India in such a bad state?

Sadguruji begins with emphatically asserting "India is in such a state because till now it is in God's hands, unless you take it into your hands and do something meaningful it will remain this way."

India was in the hands of Britishers before Independence, and since Independence we have been trying to do all we can do to lead the country on the path of progress. But the swamiji talking in the middle of the first decade of the 21st century seems to be completely out of touch with times. He seems to say that India continues to be a fatalist country, even during the past sixty years! This is such nonsense, but that's the way these swamijis go on talking -- completely out of touch with reality or facts or logic. The purpose of this blog is to examine some of these statements in the light of rationality, so that via negativa we can perhaps reach to some insightful conclusions.

India is in such a bad state still, notwithstanding the phenomenal betterment of urban India in the past 15 years, not because the majority of its people don't put enough effort or lamely resign themselves to God, but simply because the Indian mind has traditionally been completely out of touch with surrounding reality and times, exactly in the manner of this swamiji and many others of the flock. The lack is not in our willingness to work, and in fact except for me I don't see anyone at all lazing around and wondering about the mystery of God's creation! Most everyone is trying to do something, trying to push the country ahead in their own way, by doing their own little bit - crooked politicians, con artists and such anti-social elements apart! As I see it, the fundamental deficiency is the deficiency of rigor in our thinking. We all know we have to do something meaningful, the problem comes in determining what constitutes this meaning. This blog is an effort to promote certain astuteness of logical thought and analysis in myself and the readers, so that we can move towards greater meaningfulnes in our lives and work for the improvement of our society in a more effective manner.

8.12.08

Of Dreams, Stars, and Cow Dung: How Copious Creamy Gober is Produced?

(Introduction to my upcoming book Swami Gober's Bhagavad Gita Commentary)


At the turn of the 20th century, there emerged a new way of thinking about the human mind. Not so much a new way as the bald fact that people started thinking at all, seriously thinking, about the mind — the field of psychology then being in its infancy. Coinciding with a fundamental revolution in physical sciences when Max Planck published a paper that soon led to the development of quantum mechanics, the discipline of psychoanalysis was born with the publication of Sigmund Freud's epic treatise "Interpretation of Dreams."

This work marked an extraordinary accomplishment, and the discovery of the Unconscious announced by it is a momentous juncture in human history. The Freudian revolution is often placed, and rightly so, alongside the Copernican and Darwinian revolutions. Freud is the father of the psychoanalytical movement, the mother of all shrinks, and an authority-figure for several other important streams in modern psychology as well.

To begin with, it is downright weird that for a couple of centuries after people earnestly took to examining and excogitating about the world during the Renaissance, nobody seemed to be keen on investigating the human mind, its arrangement and derangement, or what we all do for almost one-third of the day, every day. Mind, madness and sleep were eerily not a part of the scientific outlook of the world. And the only rattle about dreams was perhaps in the popular lore as vague portenders of future events. And yet dreams are not some exotic fairyland pixies; they could really-truly be the most magical, mysterious things, nonetheless they are very much an integral part of our workaday lives, and crucial to our very survival and sanity. As more recent research has found out, volunteers who were not allowed to dream but allowed to sleep in bouts as much as they wanted to, being jolted into wakefulness as soon as the dreaming REM phase would set in, were soon driven to the edge of sanity. It appears that our everyday pitter-patter inconsequential dreams are more vital than sleep itself to buoy up the integrity of our minds.

Dreams and the silent, night-enshrouded realm of sleep to which they belong constitute a dark continent in the thick of the forest of our quotidian existence, all waiting to be explored, tremendous unknown forces inside ourselves in deep need of being studied and harnessed. Yet even in our more enlightened times, as even it had been throughout all the ages before Freud, hardly any of us seems to be concerned about the issue of dreams and sleep. We rig casual parameters like less/more, good/bad, sound/disturbed and so on to our sleep, but beyond that we have no big interest in it. People fight shy of actively thinking about sleep and dreams even as they keep remote from actively thinking about their own mortality; these are simply twilight zones beyond the outer limits of our day-to-day lives. Even so, all the religions and spiritual traditions of the world were raised on the foundational truth of death, which is without doubt the all-absorbing certainty of human existence and of life itself, but sleep has no religion or science taken up with it (apart from some amount of laboratory research happening in this area in the recent decades). Sleep resembles death in some important ways and is just as central to human existence, and more importantly, all of us have direct, intimate, regular and prolonged contact with it, while death remains a totally unexperienced territory (except perhaps in the rare cases where people have had near-death experiences). Making for a little solace though, the unconscious mind that surfaces during the sleep and dreams has the pseudo-cult of psychoanalysis devoted to it, and pseudo it is as we shall presently see.

The spirit and soul played up in religions, the entity that is supposed to survive the breakup of the physical body upon death, is a wispy phantasm, more or less a highly abstract concept to most of us. However, the presence of the unconscious or the subconscious mind is a plain reality of our everyday lives; since all these dreams pop up on and on and we are not consciously involved in conjuring them up — what could be more obvious than the fact that there is a mental capacity within ourselves beneath and beyond the ordinary mind we identify ourselves with. We have a mind that seems to have a mind of its own, outside the reach of our conscious grasp and knowledge. Yet there had been no word like 'the Unconscious' prior to the twentieth century. This is particularly puzzling when we consider the fact that hypnotism had been professionally practiced for at least a few decades by then.

So finally here comes a man, a trained hypnotist himself, who states some of the obvious things and carries out some simple probing and pondering all of which should have been done decades or centuries before his time. Freud definitely brought great insights with him, and yet the funny thing is that he is but like the proverbial one-eyed man who could be the king only in the country of the blind. It gets worse when we realize how so skewed and screwed-up this great man's vision is.

Let's consider the situation for a moment. We all have dreams, every day and every night, and slews of them, spontaneously bubbling up and flowing interminably on their own accord. Just close your eyes, doze off lightly, and you'd find yourself catching up on some dream that may sometimes seem to have been running even before you entered into it. Some thinkers, probably they are the knowers, aver that dreams are continuously drifting through our unconscious mind as an undercurrent, even while we are awake as when we are asleep — only we are not able to take notice of them in the glare of our conscious minds in the same way as we can't see the stars in the daytime in the dazzling brilliance of the sun. So dreams are such a huge part of our minds and lives, whether we recognize it or not, and if some of us were to become a little self-aware and seek to delve into this mystifying oneiric realm, how would we go about it? Should we zealously start keeping a dream diary and get ourselves busy in catching on to the 'language' of dreams?

A verity that strikes us upon more serious consideration of this issue is that dreams come in varieties and the quality of dreams is not totally independent of our waking state mind. In other words, we can very much cultivate the character of the dreams we are going to get, we are by no means there only in the capacity of passive note-takers. There are of course good and great dreams as well as the bad and ugly, but unfortunately most of our dreams generally are of the mediocre-type, junk-variety, highly forgettable, even though some cracking creativity could have gone into churning out the details of even these apparently lackluster, skimble-skamble dreams. Even the most ordinary of our dreams belong to a self-operative creativity of a different order, automatically manifesting in the minds of even the most uncreative of persons. These humdrum dreams abound, however we do from time to time experience those of the really electrifying, breathtaking variety, and we would naturally crave to have more of them — though we may not have much of an idea how to go about it and therefore may choose to let our yearning subside and slide away.

However, suppose there was a tasty pill out in the market chewing which the chances of our getting elaborately woven dreams of fantasy and adventure, laced with vivid, spine-tingling experiences, would dramatically increase — how much would we be willing to pay for it? Would money be a constraint at all? This drug could get to be such a craze, the like of which has never been witnessed in all of history. No such rummy dreaming pill is in the offing of course, but all of us are intuitively aware that the dreams we get during sleep are to some extent or other influenced by the thoughts, activities, desires, worries and various experiences of our waking life as well as many other factors such as the food we eat, our energy levels and our state of health. Any direct, definite connection seems difficult to establish, given the apparently highly erratic nature of our dreams, but no one can outright deny the correlation between the contents of our waking life and those of our sleeping life.

So the moment we set out to do something about our dreams purposely, we would be seeking to find out two things: firstly, how to increase the likelihood of getting great dreams, by unraveling the connections between the day-life factors and the dreams, and secondly, how to enhance the retention of dreams. Dreams are mostly transient, chimeric creepy-crawlies, but the recall and memory of them upon waking up is even more fugacious, besides being vague and usually scrambled. This is a fundamental problem that needs to be addressed, for what is the point of climbing mountains, jumping off the cliffs and flying around all by ourselves in the boundless blue sky of our dreams if we don't remember much or any of it upon waking up and a while thereafter? Yet I don't think head-shrinkers who should have been terribly troubled by this problem did anything about it at all.

Quaintly enough, psychoanalysts simply confined the role of the conscious mind to one of fumbling recall and note-taking — akin to the general manner of scientists observing Nature while taking care not to interfere with it — in this whole matter of dreams. The possibility of ourselves actively doing something to soup up the engine of our dreams was not simply considered. This is misleading, besides being sickeningly silly. To mention but one approach, both the quality and retention of our dreams can be significantly improved through the means of simple autosuggestion. Relevant subliminal suggestions running through earphones while we are slumbering may also have some considerable impact as would many lucid dreaming techniques and equipment that are gradually becoming more popular. The goal is to somehow juice up our creativity and intelligence when the unconscious mind, which is rather amenable to suggestions and other influences from the conscious mind, gets into the driver seat during sleep. And this would be the most commonsensical thing to do. If the general rationale by which we lead our day-to-day lives is to maximize savory experiences and minimize distasteful ones, the same logic would apply to the world of dreams.

People have been consciously pursuing happiness, and devising all kinds of ways to derive the same, since the advent of civilization about 5000 years ago (prior to it life was presumably more a story of bare survival). One would expect even the ancient people, however dopey they may have been, to be rather interested in seeking ways to transfigure the substance of their dreams. If civilization is all about avoiding helplessness of the jungle and giving purposeful direction to our lives, it is deucedly absurd that even an ordinary person of whatever historic period has not been particularly concerned about the experiences of dreams which he or she invariably underwent for several hours each day of their lives. Instead, they would just take them as a given fact of existence about which not much could be done.

Because everyone of us has a deep inbuilt drive to seek pleasurable, thrilling experiences in some form or other and dreams hold out maximum and seemingly endless potential in this direction, they are not a subject of mere passing intellectual curiosity but of are high pertinence to the quality of our lives. At least, they should be. Because — let me emphasize — it is our common experience that dreams don't come altogether all by themselves, although they may appear to do so; they are susceptible to some degree of subjective control. Yet, down through the history from the Babylonian and biblical times onward, if ever anyone interested themselves in dreams it was, as things go, only in order to take notes and interpret them, as if dream experiences didn’t have any validity in themselves and at the most they could sometimes be used to divine the future or learn about other things through clairvoyant means, by following a code of translation of the supposed dream symbolism.

That's what so many people down through the history have been doing, and even in the 16th and 17th centuries in Europe — those gallant times of vigorous intellectual curiosity — there probably were fat dream dictionaries and almanacks available, but nothing much besides. What does a broken tooth mean, what does the appearance of a shrieking black bird mean, what does running naked in the street in a dream mean? — and so on. With the advent of psychoanalysis, Freud and the other shrinks who followed him blew this fad out of all proportions, giving it pseudo-scientific credibility. It was a science in its own way but one which depended on weak hypothesizing and which did not absolutely lead to any technology of taking charge of one’s dreams. Before psychoanalysis, dreams were being used to divine the future, while now they were principally being used to dig into the past, that too in a gruesomely laborious manner — with an intent to ascertain the nature of the influence of our past life on our present self. Nothing beyond that.

Perhaps none of the psychoanalysts even faintly realized what a ridiculous thing they were doing. Let me illustrate the point: every dream is a sequence of events, it has a script and a story-line, however grotesque it may seem to our waking sensibilities. Now, suppose you write a story and take it to an editor, would he read the story and judge its value by its own meaning, impact, and by the creativity glimmering through its content or would he become a Sherlock Holmes and start sleuthing: is this character a representation of someone in your life, did you get this idea from the school-experience you have had twenty years ago, are you vicariously living out the lust you have had for some girl through some other character in the story, and so on? Of what use would such an exercise be? Any sensible person running through your material would try to appreciate your creativity and the promise it holds, would let you understand your shortcomings, and may want to train you so that you can blossom in your artistic talent. The same logic would apply to your dreams: how to tune up your capacity to instantaneously fabricate all these fantastic dream tales, how to get you to enjoy more and more and live and learn from all those dreams that slickly stream across your mind while you are asleep? There is only one interpretation of dreams, and that is that the mind from which they spring up is a source of virtually infinite creativity. When tapped, this mind can transport us to worlds unimagined and to experiences that we couldn't have dreamt of in our wildest dreams, so to speak! Instead of following this premise and working on it, all the barmy psychiatrists writing tomes on 'Interpretation of Dreams' go on endlessly trying to dig your past and whatever possible references to it they can find in your dreams. In fact, Freud and co. were not interested in the study of dreams as such, all they were interested in was to gain some clues from them to treat your insanity; they simply tried to make you into a normal person again, albeit still mediocre and frustrated. Dreams are such a vast and mysterious phenomenon, and all they were being used was for this pallid, paltry purpose.

Trying to read a mind by making symbolic interpretation of dreams is not much unlike trying to read a person's character, his past and likely future, through his star signs. The whole concept of astrology is a fantastically weird approach to things though we tend to take it for granted normally, owing to over-familiarity. Here are planets and stars moving in the sky, millions and trillions of kilometers away from us — an infinitely vast, wonderful and luminous universe closing in on us from all directions; but we are interested in it only to know when we would get the next raise in pay, what kind of spouse we may find, how many children we would have and such mundane things. The simple, suppurating fact is that for thousands of years, in all the ancient or pre-scientific cultures, people were studying the heavens not to investigate and find out what was up there, but only to unriddle what possible influences the movements of planets and stars could have on our totally mundane, festering lives — mostly at personal or occasionally even at collective levels. The very notion that the astronomical position of some celestial bodies could permanently imprint our particular moment of birth with a certain character and thereby influence our personal behavior and fortunes is bizarre beyond comprehension. But even more bizarre is the fact that these priests and pundits of ancient cultures — be it in Babylonia, Egypt, China or India or the Americas — who were all exceedingly obsessed with the auspiciousness of dates and such astrological concerns, didn't know the first thing about the sky, which is the fact that the earth was not at the center of it, and were in the least curious to understand the nature and reality of the heavenly realms they were gazing at. (Interestingly, India had no sense of history or chronological time but was still meticulously finicky with the auspiciousness of dates and times). These learned, much-honored, and supposedly all-knowing fruitcakes of the ancient world were most probably under the impression that the sky was a solid crystalline dome above us studded with these starry orbs, all located at the most a few tens of kilometers away.

Psychoanalysts and psychiatrists are the modern-day priesthood, they are supposed to know everything about mind and perhaps even the soul, and they indeed seem to do their job effectively in bringing solace to people and palliating their worries and anxieties. They are supposed to be most deft at their job, but their job is mostly a daft affair. These people don't know the first thing about you and your mind, which is the tremendous fact that you are not your mind! But still they go on analyzing it ad nauseam and getting paid heftily in the process. Your mind, however, doesn't need any intricate mind-bogglingly time-gobbling analysis sprawling years and years, but only stimulus and impetus for growth. That these psychiatrists usually deal with sick and insane people is a different thing, but if you are even in a reasonable possession of your mental faculties, you have an enormous and perhaps endless scope for growth: your dreams can provide you the inspiration! Instead, as it is, our dreams only wind up giving us so much perspiration, while their sudorific and soporific analysis by the mind-numbing mind doctors doesn't seem to help much either. To study the stars or dreams in terms of our personal, petty, and pedestrian lives is such a doltish endeavor. The outer and inner spaces are dimensions infinitely greater than our surface lives. Beneath us lies the fathomless ocean of the mind, and above us lies the firmament of infinite worlds and possibilities. There is no need to reduce either to the level of our puny selves, instead we must seek to reach out to these realms of beatitude and infinitude that encompass our flimsy, mortal existence.

Else, we are condemned to get stuck in the morass, as so many fleas and flies in a heap of cow-dung, cozily ensconced in it, deriving sustenance from it. This is how all the superabundant gober around us is produced: through a stupendous lack of commonsensical logic and imagination, people moving through lives half-asleep, thinking through dreamy, hazy minds, largely oblivious to the vastness that underpins and oversees our existence.

This book, though, is concerned not so much with the business of sleep or dreams as with the business of awakening, of enlightenment — as taught in spiritual traditions, more specifically in Indian spiritual traditions. Indians were the first and the only people, besides perhaps a few other scattered Western philosophers and mystics, to realize — not just speculatively in a philosophical mode but experientially in an existential sense — that this world we see around us doesn't amount to much more than a passing dream. The concept of 'maya' as propounded by ancient Indian seers is a colossal and unparalleled achievement of the human mind. It is a revolution in itself and, in my view, far greater than the Copernican, Darwinian and Freudian revolutions. The concept of maya has staggeringly far-reaching implications, because not only does it say that the world as we know it, and as we see it, is an illusion — but it also implies that the consciousness which is a witness to this mirage-like world is the one eternal, abiding reality as well as the source of all the illusion of the world. The world is given rise to by the cosmic mind, as it were, in the same way as dreams are given rise to by our individual minds when we dream. All the dreams come and go, but the one consciousness underlying them ever remains. This consciousness is us. The key point here is that not only is the consciousness of the individual mind related to the consciousness of the cosmic mind, but since there is only one consciousness which is the one eternal truth, our consciousness itself is the cosmic mind. This is the meaning of that most cardinal assertion of Upanishads, the mystic texts of Vedic times, that this Atman (individual being) is the Brahman (Cosmic Being), there being really no difference between the two. The Upanishads boldly proclaim “Tat Tvam Asi” — "Thou Art That." And that is that, a realization of supreme importance in the history of human mind.

It is said that the Copernican revolution took the Earth away from being the center of the world, the Darwinian revolution took man away from being the focal point of life on earth, and the Freudian revolution finally took man from being the center of his own being. The Upanishads were a revolution too and a fantastic one, though these works actually came into broader daylight only around the turn of the twentieth century and much later owing to the work of preachers and enlightened masters such as Swami Vivekananda and Ramana Maharshi. The Upanishadic revolution puts man back where he belongs: exactly at the center of the universe, of all that exists, existed and will ever exist. This esoteric knowledge equates man with God, both these terms used not in an abstract way but in a very direct and clinker-hard sense. For after all, God is the fundamental ground of being. This is a philosophy that brings meaning, significance, purpose and excitement back into our lives, with a bang!

We must pause and think. Freud died, as one would expect, concluding that 'Life is insufferable’ but the Upanishads assert that our very being itself is of the nature of ecstasy, perennial bliss, satchitananda. The Upanishadic philosophy of Vedanta — centered on concepts such as maya, Brahman, ananda — is a philosophy of unimaginable power and vitality, and should be of paramount relevance to the modern world facing, as it is, dire times of great peril and uncertainty ahead.

While the process of psychoanalysis willy-nilly entrenches you more and more in the limitations of your mind, selfhood and past, through its very modus operandi of compulsively and obsessively dwelling upon the miniscule associated details, the effort of Vedanta is to liberate you, wholly irrespective of your past and such secondary concerns, break away the limitations of your mind and whisk you into the sky of illimitable being. However, just as it happened with the phenomenal discovery of the nature of unconsciousness and its world of dreams, as well as with the monumental charting of the movements of the celestial lights thousands of years ago, the discovery of consciousness and of its dream worlds got bogged down in huge quicksand pits of cow-dung or bullshit.

After a fashion as in Freudian psychoanalysis, in Vedanta too, people refused to attribute value and validity to dreams in their own right. People thought that if the entire world is a dream, then why bother? Instead of energetically treading close upon these fantastic dreams and taking them to ever greater levels, people just lazed and dozed off into eons-long semi-stupor. This is apathy and lethargy of the deadliest kind, and founded on a philosophical basis to boot!

Freud discovered two major impulses in the human psyche. First he discovered eros, comprising the will to life, the will to love, the will to pleasure and such, as being the fundamental drive of the human mind. This is a rather intuitive thing, but years later he proposed a rather counter-intuitive thing, thanatos, or the will to death and destruction (including both violence and self-destruction), as existing in parallel with eros. Now, Vedanta is a lofty philosophy of life-affirmation and life expansion. But sadly very early on in its evolution it got intricately entangled with mighty life-negating tendencies. And the very exposition that is generally considered as the epitome of its expression and the essence of the Upanishads has become its undoing. Enter the Bhagavad Gita.

Krishna’s Bhagavad Gita, the central and most revered text of Hinduism, is a disaster of unthinkable proportions. It is a supremely brazen expression of thanatos, the will to death. To put it candidly, Lord Sri Krishna is very much like a typical psycho of Hollywood movies, in urgent need of some psychoanalysis! To put it even more bluntly, he seems to be sicker in the brain than Adolf Hitler himself. At least when Hitler went on a brutal aggressive rampage during the Second World War, indiscriminately killing people by the millions, he had some mildly valid positive motivations — the vision of a world-dominating German Reich, a new millennium, a new era and so on. He was not in the least contemplating suicide, though he had to resort to it eventually. However, Krishna was a warmonger of a totally different kind. His basic rationale for propagating a totally mindless and doubtlessly suicidal war of an all-out scale was simply that the world is a dream, the soul is imperishable and no one really ever dies! So there is no problem at all, anyone can kill anyone. And might is right. Imagine a Hollywood thriller or a CSI episode where a New Age philosopher-psycho goes on a killing spree executing people while enlightening them, saying "No, you are not dying, my friend, you are just passing from an old dream to a brand new dream, enjoy the refreshing change because everybody needs one! Just consider me your friend and well-wisher. Adios, amigo!"

Krishna is not only responsible for wreaking enormous havoc and destruction at a certain point in the ancient, unchronicled history of India, but even if the Mahabharata war didn't really happen, he is responsible for a much more real and greater tragedy: he killed the very impulse to think and question in the Indian mind! Thought was stifled, the spirit stultified. For as soon as anyone dared to really think on his own regarding these spiritual matters, he would have been naturally led to wonder what kind of a maniac this Krishna character is for urging and driving people into a massively futile war when clearly he had the option to avert it, and doing it all under the pretext of a very sublime philosophy that is grossly distorted and used totally out of context. But leave alone sanity, questioning even the full-fledged divinity of Krishna is a taboo in Indian culture, where he is the Christ-equivalent, most beloved among the gods and a direct expression of the Godhead. He is considered so, entirely apart from the Mahabharata and the Gita, mostly because he used to be a very cute and naughty kid, prone to get himself into adventures which usually involved miracles, and who among other things was in the habit of stealing clothes of young girls when they were bathing in the river, again for spiritual and symbolic reasons — darned be symbolism! So, generation after generation, century after century, people went on praising the glories of Lord Krishna, and hundreds of commentaries of the Bhagavad Gita turned up, attempting to fathom the infinite depth of this turbid effluent, thereby piling gober upon gober in the process, and the Indian mind went on putrefying. India became a suicidal, cadaverous slave nation for hundreds of years, and was finally brought a little back into life only thanks to the British rule and the system of education and discipline they imposed on the country. Ironically, the Bhagavad Gita too started enjoying a renewed popularity from about mid-nineteenth century, owing to the breaking forth of the freedom struggle. Thus, just when India was about to jump out of the mire that was created — to a significant extent — by the Bhagavad Gita, it again got stuck into it!

If you place the control of a nuclear weapons system in the hands of chimpanzees, disaster is bound to follow. The original philosophy of Vedanta had the explosive power of a thermonuclear device, and properly used it could have propelled mankind to the stars, but unfortunately it fell mostly into the hands of monkeys and India got badly baked. What was left was mostly ashes and rubble and cakes of cow-dung. Bhagavad-Gita, in an outburst of thanotic self-destructive impulse, single-handedly undermined the whole power and potential of the Vedanta philosophy, that very doctrine it purported to expound. A philosophy of dreams, a philosophy of stars, but what came from it so far is only a humongous dump of humus and dung.

My book, originally published at my blog Gober Gas, has been written in the hope that something positive and useful can be made out of all the gober that is floating around. ‘Fueling your mind through the analytical breakdown of holy cow-dung’, says the tagline of my blog. When cow-dung, or gober, is broken down in a biogas plant, gober gas is produced. Of course you cannot run a rocket through methane gas, but you can at least cook some food which can then give you energy to think and act and aspire. By dissecting the desiccated cow-dung, in the rather laborious psychoanalytic style, bit by bit, piece by piece, my intent is to stir up some fresh and rational thinking among the readers.

Throughout this book we would be using the generic term ‘gober swamijis’, referring to traditional Indian gurus of past and present who claim to be wise and enlightened but often do not have a clue as to what they are talking. All of them invariably are staunch admirers of Krishna and the Bhagavad Gita. They fervently advocate the philosophy of the Bhagavad Gita, trying to follow it in some way or other. Most of them are seemingly Vedantins, but unfortunately the general knowledge of many of these swamijis is abysmal, their logic pathetic and their idiocy pathological. In the blog we also look into their general discourses not directly related to the Gita, but in this book we mention them mostly in the context of their notes on the Bhagavad Gita.

One of the swamijis I would be looking into the blog is touted as the most happening guru in the current global spiritual gurudom scenario. I was going through a book of his in which a dunce of a disciple asks the swami "Do dreams [in sleep] come from the soul?" and the swamiji in his divine innocence answers "No, dreams come from the conscious mind." Whether or not they are dreaming with their conscious minds, these swamijis seem to think with their blighted, benighted unconscious minds, the blind leading the blind and all toppling over into a ditch of cow-dung. This same swamiji extols Krishna elsewhere in that book, saying that he is a great, inscrutable mind who goes beyond all logic. Not only Krishna, to me all these Dadaist gober swamijis seem to be inscrutable minds, going beyond logic, straight into the realm of dodoism, or the cuckoo country! My present book, as well as the site it is a part of, is a bemused examination of the discombobulating slapstick comedy of people befooling themselves and fooling others, boldly defying logic and falling headlong into a heap of utter rotten nonsense. My work can be used both for serious-minded enlightenment and light-hearted entertainment.

Swami Gober Gyanesh

July, 2009