Mysticism is not a philosophy. It is a personal, individual experience of a Reality beyond human consciousness, logic, reason or intuition.
This is why those who have experienced it have such an ineradicable conviction of the phenomenon’s existence.
They have experienced a powerfully non biological, creative, joy of giving, knowledge, a oneness of all embracing existence of everything, even matter, that is completely beyond mankind, on a level beyond all human consciousness, measurement or interference.
Philosophy on the other hand is all supposition, mind stuff like logic and reason for instance; ideological like socialism, communism or religions, none of which even have successful human experiences to support their mythomania.
Reblog these posts as much as you like. No copyright is imposed. About the author: Keith is a "pratyeka" mystic according to Buddhism because his Mystical Experiences of Reality (MER) were spontaneous. (He is not a Buddhist or member of any religion). He had MERs every year from the age of 15 to 35 years of age. Pratyeka mystics don't teach, preach, evangelise, or prosletise what they know. However, when Keith recognises those who are chosen and driven to seek Ultimate Reality he does reach out to them, cautiously, to help them stop floundering and recognise themselves, know what is happening to them. Then his inclination is to remove himself unless called upon. All Is Well.
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The “world” and its struggles become increasingly unattractive. Wars and famine, torture and oppression. A
spoilt Princess determined to run for the presidency. A mad ex President seemingly bent on revolution. An uncontrollable plague threatening to decimate the world’s population.
I do not suppose the world has ever been much better. Or much worse. One just tires of it.
And as to philosophy? I have long given up reading such tortuous and usually meaningless speculation.
What is left? To dream perhaps. To long for a reality where such tiresome nonsense does not exist.
The “world” and its struggles become increasingly unattractive. Wars and famine, torture and oppression. A
spoilt Princess determined to run for the presidency. A mad ex President seemingly bent on revolution. An uncontrollable plague threatening to decimate the world’s population.
I do not suppose the world has ever been much better. Or much worse. One just tires of it.
And as to philosophy? I have long given up reading such tortuous and usually meaningless speculation.
What is left? To dream perhaps. To long for a reality where such tiresome nonsense does not exist.
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