Let's unpack that. With a good bit of the ol' "Wrambling" for good measure. Stick with it, I'll get you there. Hey, you got something better to do? If you do, do it. I could care. I already have your visit here right now scored on my stats.
The context of that statement is from Yoga. Not the bendy, stretchy kind — which is a part of the whole Enchilada — but the Path of Yoga itself. Deep meaning, but short form of it Yoga = Union. With what? Truth. Not my truth, or your truth, or some smarty pant's truth. Not even The truth. Simply, Truth. What is. After you take away all the false. What irreducibly remains.
[If that spiel sounds like Advaita Vedanta, you'd be correct. I refer you to One Reliable Source: I AM THAT]
As such, Yoga is like involves an ascent. To Source. Actual Communion. You know, like how Heaven is up there. Above. The realization of the oneness with God and His Creation. Or, if "God" is dead for you, then let's say the Good of all goods.
In the Christian narrative on this we have the business of the "Separation". On account of our Parents, Adam and Eve. We have them to thank for having the chutzpah to think they could do it themselves, without the Old Man. "Pride." Disobedience. The original sin. Still going strong after all these years. Check the news. We now not only know how to do it ourselves, but we have the balls to think that we can fix all the fucked up shit our doings do. Doo-doo, more like it.
[But let's also not miss the opposite form of pride ... harboring the notion, "I'm no good". And, all its variants. To denigrate oneself is simply prideful. As in, "I should be able to do it myself, but I can't". The fact is that you can't do it yourself; but the sin is in disparaging oneself over that, and missing that God is in charge of His Creation. You and me were never in charge. Period. Full stop. Well, maybe as co-creators with the Big Guy. But, how you get to do that on the up and up, kosher-wise, that's a whole nother topic. Getting my will in line with the Creator's. That is central on the Yogic Path, don't you know.]
Lately we've been seeing a lot of bright guys with big bucks doing all sorts of "amazing" things. Very successful in business. Rockets to outer space. Visions of colonizing other planets. Underground coast to coast tubes to travel at warp speed to get to wherever it is you want to go and do whatever it is you want to do when you get there. In a nutshell, all of it designed for a "better" world. With its close handmaidens, "more" and "different".
Recently Mr. Elon Musk has be touting an implant chip what to for you can move mountains with merely a thought. He uses the word "telepathy". Look it up. It's on record. Not the mountains part, but chess game moves for a quadriplegic. Booyah! As for now, games. Yet, when you think big like Dear Elon, "mountains" are just a step away.
Never mind the direct opposite scenario should this "chipped in" culture become an everyday reality and we're all hooked up with an inserted chip which enables direct access to AI supported information from even the Akashic Records. Or, working from home thoughtfully managing the black boxes what make things go. Distance thought management. You think!
The real potential downside that could be missed with all the preoccupation with the wonderfulness of such chip enabled abilities is the reverse. You get a chip that you can do things on account of. That chip is connected to a way smarter system that can turn it around and get you to do things. Think about it. Aldous Huxley is spinning in his grave. Brave New World ... indeed. 1984 by George Orwell ... kid stuff.
But, back to the point of this. Not just on the Yogic Path, but on the path of life, we learn stuff. Some really smart stuff. Elon Musk is smart. Wise? That is, is he wise enough to get that all his smarts — nay, the smarts of all Mankind — only add up to a vast turd ball of ignorance. As in like how the man himself — Socrates — is supposed to have said, "The one who is wise, knows he knows nothing." The admonition being, one should not think they know what they do not know.
Cut to the chase: To know everything, but to not know the Source of everything is fucking ignorance. Kapische?
We see this everywhere. Someone or other has a bright new idea. Right away they go off and make something of it. Like that all time great, the Popeil Pocket Fisherman. Sweet. I'd suggest that the chip thing is one such example. Writ large. Even though it is rather small. After all, what is life for anyway? To do stuff, better stuff; to have stuff, newer stuff ... and then, what? You die? We do seem to live that way. THE questions in all this doing and getting can be ignored: Where did I come from? ... Where am I going? ... Who am I? ... What am I?
If you are engaged with those questions, then psychic powers are just something to toss over one's shoulder. Swaha! Or, if you're Vedic, to toss in the fire [of Yoga].
Not just psychic powers. Good ideas too. That "chip" thingy is a fucking good idea. I guess I'm partial to seeing everyone on the Yogic Path. No problem with innovation, but let's not let it distract us from actually living. Herein is the gist of it. As we grow physically, mentally, psychologically, and spiritually, in that process of growth we discover things. New things. Wonderful things. The question is over whether we stop and make something hayful while the sun shines out of it. Or, do we stay the course and keep going. Throwing those bright shiny new ideas over our shoulder. The key factor in that process of "progress" is to have a firm grasp of the obvious in front of our eyes as a way to discriminate which ideas to keep and which to toss over that shoulder. If someone would come up with an easy way to open those self-opening cans of food, I'd appreciate that. An artificial brain called AI to sort out all of life's difficulties, nice idea on the surface. But even Elon Musk has reservations. Oh [Oy!], I get it, so let's be smart enough to teach AI to be nice. But, who's teaching the teachers. Back to the Big Guy. Pray. Repent. Forgive.
Interestingly, the conscious choice of throwing bright and shiny new discoveries over one's shoulder in fact "clears the path". How? Well, simple. You just don't stop at the next new thing. And build a shrine or monument of it. You keep going.
PS Look. I don't mind if Mr. Musk wants to transfer us all to Mars. Go for it. Just asking whether the gentleman knows he doesn't know. Unfortunately we would never pick a leader who admits to not knowing. Alas. When that is the reality of things. It begs the question whether we want to be led into the future, in life, without any true light to guide the way? It may just boil down to an individual matter. Let Elon do his what he must/Musk. It's really not for me to have an idea about whether Elon or anyone else is living in the Light. Just to suggest that that's the way to go. The way I want to go.
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