James Crystal


Wednesday, September 08, 2010
Sore Losers Are Such a Sight!

From nowhere, perhaps the “nichts” = nothingness of Heidegger, or the Sunyata = Voidness of Eastern religion, and indubitably stemming from Adi Da Samraj’s most basic insight that ALL forms of our human reality are essentially contraction, the simple word, “sore”, has been hanging out in my mind for about a week.

As Da long ago put it, just being born is, right from the instant of the popping out “gratification”, only vital shock. Keep in mind the twisted face of all newborn babies, crying and spanked into breathing, as their = our introduction to the human trail of tears. Not just tears that escape the eyes, in utter sorrow at the psycho-physical task arriving in human form forces upon us, but tears, as in the fabric of space-time that allow the first core separation into a me and a not-me.

I’m all torn up, and tearing up---constantly! And, I AM you, paradoxically, in Oneness,

Still, let me dilly dally a while on the “sore” theme, and right away notice that we earthbound creatures at once “soar” in our unique way, mostly in a "sour" fashion. Just as birds-- such “poor” driven creatures--- are always in one process of soaring or another during their waking hours in search of vitally shocking food, we soi disant top-of-the-Being chain humans are likewise always on the seeking make.

Admittedly, for “lucky” Westerners, for a while---probably until the next big thing of a local or worldwide disaster strikes---such searching takes a “lighter” form, most of our waking time, because we’ve solved the gross food intake problem. However, it sure looks to me as if nary a human exists who isn’t constantly moving around and Being a sore, soaring human “bird”.

Of course, “sore” invokes the timeless description of “sore loser”, with all the hidden historical baggage this phrase plucks, for surely all of us. Hey---what better way is there to link, for non-Muslims, to the word Islam? We almost all assume that the members of that deluded cult are losers, who are filled with hate and resentment for their “others”, especially Americans.

Still, it is certainly a moving “soar” experience to be alive, these days.

As football season has just blossomed into its yearly dominance of the sports world, probably any American male can remember going through those painful years of high school, during which the desire to excel on the football team, or even just to try out and hopefully make it, is defined by the transition called “getting in shape” And, this workout “job” separates the ones who can handle the severe pain from those who can’t or who are unwilling to, because the muscles always get very sore!

Well, we must also acknowledge that there exist sore winners”, and glory be, don’t we have to put up with their sore acts? Picture a Harry Reid, a Nancy Pelosi and a Barack Obama, all of them simultaneously sweating constantly in a mug shot pose under bright lights, while they are also, in the next door “frame”, seen running on a circular treadmill, like those prototypical laboratory mice, going NOWHERE even as they exhibit mere sore Being.

NOW, this entire “sore” drama, of course, is always what could be called the biggest ongoing cover up of the separation “crime”, because each one of these sore winners, AND losers, learn to exhibit a false face that tries to smile, OR frown, in dissimulation of their basic core sore value.

Yes, a botoxed Nancy Pelosi has no clue about her weak smiling act, which these awakening days, is surely serving to make anyone brave enough to view her face cringe, and indeed Realize the ubiquitous “sore” act that is humanity on the earthly stage.

All is contraction! And, so, the dance between sore losers and sore winners is the eternally returning circle, a al Nietzsche, only apparently in differing forms, over space-time.

I’ve been rereading a book trying to put the meaning of Heidegger into English, published all the way back in 1959, which was “only” about 30 years after he burst on the philosophical scene with his book, Being and Time, or Sein und Zeit.

Another playful English word we might associate with “sore” is “scour”, and why don’t we make this consideration a trifecta, and add in “scowl”? The past four months, or so, I have been working hard as ever, “scouring” clean many surfaces of the contracted atoms that make up my physical abode. And, this activity could also be expanded in a seemingly non-scouring way, as I applied mucho paint and varnish all over the place---literally!

Was I “scowling” while I worked? Well, I certainly wasn’t working hard the facial muscles to plaster a Pelosi smile for all to see! No, timely gravity necessarily brought my cheeks and jowls LOW, so any who were unlucky enough to view said face, would surely conclude I was scowling!

Here’s another regular experience I endure, at the YMCA---there is this woman, in her sixties, I assume, who sometimes uses the therapy pool with moi. When we meet, she and I brighten up our faces and smile a friendly hello out, and immediately after, the poor “old” suffering Sein-zum-Tode = Being-on the way to-death lady absolutely reverts into a SCOWL!

Yes, we arrive in a “sore” mood, and we spend our ending years in a most “sour and scowling SORE” one, certainly getting ready to do it in the dirt as humus beings, again.

Given the absolutely required seminal action of separation from the undivided One and Only that is Truly our very Nature and Condition, which is necessary for the multiplication into things, and many me and you capsules, let me note the inevitable circular “reasoning” that is what is taken to be conventional wisdom.

One of the jewels from Heidegger happily involves verstehen = understanding. He claims that understanding must assume points of view. How can one understand ANYTHING, unless they “have” a point of view? And, on the flip side, to have a point of view also requires something, to wit---understanding!

Is your point of view filled with THIS understanding? Now, and all thens, all of “your” thens as past or future memories or hopes or fears, we have to Absolutely understand that “point of view”, itself, could be Realized to be the first cut away from One, since to have ANY point of view excludes ALL other ones.

Besides, I wonder about understanding “understanding”, or having a point of view about a “point of view”, and even taking this numerical trip all the way up and down---understanding the understanding of understanding, etc, etc, etc.

Getting back to “sore”---after being born into our growing understood point of view as a named human, the fresh start usually offers a grace period of mostly pain-free life, in the physical dimension. And, so, as one cannot escape the eternally returning change of space-time, known as aging, during which there is a definite ongoing “sore” expression of our unique form of contraction from Light = Being, slowly but surely the physical body wears out, and more and more pain comes, to reside all over the body, either constantly or randomly.

So, the living “in store” of us all, is “sore is us”.

How about the combined point-of-view and understanding contained in the other “sore” phrase that’s so well known---“a sight for sore eyes”?

First, just to be alive and contracted as a human body-mind, for normal people, involves being dominated by the visual sense. And, therefore, just to “have” eyes is to be---SORE!!! It’s hard to understand and take this, I know, because in our human reality seeing beats blindness, so basically.

However, I’m reminded of an old Cat Stevens song that says that if you don’t have legs, you won’t “have” to walk. Now, of course, being born blind, or without eyes, is certainly a survival issue! However, remember this---one of the most essential regular “activities” for serious practitioners of most religions, is meditation, with: EYES CLOSED = BLIND.

What a paradox, AGAIN---which abounds!

I concluded, very long ago, in my own blinded and sore eyed journey as the ongoing present conglomeration of lighted atoms, that even apparently fake words can always be sourced back to their Absolute Truth.

So, take “You are a sight for sore eyes”. The big “door” to the Enlightening perception that I can open, here, first discards the apparent dichotomy of sore verses non-sore eyes. All eyes are, essentially “sore”, by just being there, because they depend on separation from what is seen, and the seeing, itself.

Hence, the One and Only “You” that can be Absolutely indicated by this string of words might better be termed an IN-SIGHT. And, there are many ways to spray words that try to “point” out this One view”, but I will settle with---UNDERSTANDING.

Instead of buying the conventional “view” about eye sight, one must GET One and turn the usual seeing inside and insight out, and every other way around, by understanding that any seeing by the eyes at once connects the seer, and Transcends this connectivity.

Finally, before born, a fetus is ONE “inside” mother, and on the way “out”, the tie that binds, the umbilical cord, clearly indicates this, until---CUT! Instant separation!

Just so, the very development of the eyes, the physical act of plucking incoming rays of photons, involving all the myriad complications of physicality, is just another way that the “cord” is cut, until---

I see, conventionally, becomes I (AM) seeing, which is, despite any felt “sores”, in all dimensions, Bliss, in and as ONE.