Starzel, p.25
Starzel, page 25
There is no reply and the fields dissolve from my perceptual mind. Still, while I am in this altered state, I recognize my True Self. “I must restore my body and mind! The gene expression from the power of intention.”
—halt gamma waves—
—initiate normal human vibrations—
__human functions initiated__
__humanoid systems ready__
—engage humanoid systems—
My frustration builds as I sit here recalling the deaths, the virus, the brainwashing, the wars, the feminist slant taking over Planet Earth, and now Planet Forty-Four is beginning to fade from history. With every step I take to accomplish the mission the forces of life cause me to stumble. Through the seemingly unending meal in the monastic Abbey, surrounded by chattering monks. The taste of rice whiskey in my mouth brings little comfort as I recall how I felt as I watched the monk, who was supposed to escort me to the meditation hall, completely ignore my signals of wanting to leave, and then he instead brings me to this stone hut. I could feel the weight of my backpack over my back and shoulders, a tangible reminder of the weight of the Universe.
It’s all too much and there are too many layers of issues, variables, entangled plots, and deep intertwined intentions. My mind is filled, confused, and over capacity.
The oppressive atmosphere inside this stone hut further amplifies my sense of confinement and discomfort. Yet, amidst my turmoil, a faint hope remains as I reach my friends through the transcending fields, only to find my systems faltering, the home planet, and kuudere deaths, leaving me with a deep sense of urgency to fix the situation here, back home. I will not continue to be beaten and restrained from success on this mission. I have accomplished more destruction and wasted everyone's time.
THIS IS CATASTROPHIC and I can not believe it except that I heard it with my own ears. Could my simplistic actions, those simple, meaningless changes in the prehistoric past have caused the failure of the domes? If it is true, then I have murdered ten thousand humanoids and possibly the entire Syganoid race. There’s no time to waste debating the evidence. I don’t believe the dome failing has anything to do with my actions. The scientific team must be wrong . . . but if it is true . . . This is the end, it cannot get worse or more desperate. There's a limit to what even a Syganoid as I can bear.
I must find the ASI, Tathagata, and I have to find it now. But where in this secret monastery would it be? No matter. Even if I can discover it, it won’t communicate with me.
The Abbot must be found.
That's it! What was the message from the HUD? __the recurring dream is manifesting__ YES! It is my dream, The Abbot was found in the forest by the monks. I remember now.
Mother's ring seems to vibrate and an energy wave sends a pulse through my body.
Besides finding the cure needed for people to halt the brainwashing and disease, the act will give me great wealth and benefit. The merits are even more important now if I am to blame for wiping out my kuudere of the Syganoid race.
"I will not quit trying!"
Leaping to my feet, I run through the doorway and race along the footpaths. Popping my head inside the doorways of each hut, I hunt the monk who has been assigned as my escort.
“Tell the monks to spread the word and to have the elders meet me in the perfumed chambers,” I say to him. “I call for the entire assembly of the elders to meet me at once.” I bow to the monk and turn to race back to the meditation hut to gather my backpack.
The perfumed chamber is soon filled with the elders of the monastery. Everyone is sitting in their lotus position and silence fills the chamber. Smoke rises in the eight directions of the room filling the space with the scent of jasmine. All eyes are upon me as I take the center position on the raised platform. I follow the instructions as they are detailed to me in the HUD showing me how to perform customary actions to lead the gathering. First, lacing my hands together just in front of the chest, the tips of my fingers poised just below the heart. I place my right knee on the ground and bow my head in respect and show great reverence to the monastery’s elders. In keeping with tradition, they all chant the diamond sutra together. They repeat the sutra twenty-seven times.
"A shooting star, a clouding of the sight, a lamp, an illusion, a drop of dew, a bubble, a dream, a lightning’s flash, a thunder cloud—This is the way one should see the conditioned."
Chanting in this way is designed to guide the thinking mind to stop its monkey-like behavior of swinging from one thought to the next thought. These exercises, when practiced, bring us to a place of controlling the mind’s resources. This group of elders assembled here, when in control of their mind’s resources amass a very powerful assembly.
In haste, I rise from the position of kneeling, pulling my ceremonial robe over my right shoulder. Folding my arms across my waist I ask the assembly of monks seated on the left, “What is the division that has caused the separation of the monastery from its Abbot such that now we find the Abbot living deep within the forest?”
The honorable elder, the venerable arhat, the great monk Chongraling rose up from his lotus position and after addressing the room with the five rests tells the story. “The government’s minister of the treasury had come to our monastery at the invitation of the Abbot. The two of them had dinner and spent most of the evening walking through the monastery while talking about the affairs of the monastery and the affairs of the government. They walked and talked together for many hours and when it was very late they retired to the sleeping chambers. The guest chambers are in the same location as the Abbot’s sleeping chambers.
“The morning came and the government’s minister of the treasury arose and went to the bath where he took time to perform the necessary morning exercises. When he had finished and when he left the bath, he did not take his soiled towel to the laundry as is the law, but instead, he left the towel in the bath chambers. When the Abbot went into the bath to perform the necessary morning exercises found the soiled towel from his guest.
“Later, when the Abbot met with the government’s minister of treasury, the Abbot told him he was shocked to have found the soiled towel. The guest replied to the Abbot with an apology. He explained that he did not know and was not at all aware of the law requiring him to take his soiled towel to the laundry. He further explained that in his palace within his bathing chambers, the house servants perform just these sorts of tasks. The Abbot then said to the minister of the treasury that since the minister of the treasury did not know this was the law within the monastery, the law was not violated and no crime had been committed.”
After saying these things about the incident, the honorable elder, the venerable arhat, the great monk Chongraling returned to his seated lotus position.
My head spins as I listen to this pathetic recollection of events that caused the division in the assembly. But, despite how I think or what I feel to be so stupid, (a dirty towel!) I continue with the formality and customs of the abbey. Turning my attention to the monks who are seated on the right, I ask, “How did this event cause such a catastrophic divide between the monks and students of the monastery and so much so as to drive the precious one, the venerable Abbot, from the monastery to take up living deep within the forest?”
As I finished asking the question, the great gong in the perfumed chamber was struck. The striking of the gong at such meetings of the elders is a tradition. When five minutes have passed it is struck and is used to keep our minds from losing the meditative powers. We chant the bodhisattva vow repeatedly thirty times.
“May all beings be free from suffering and the causes of suffering.
Just like all the previous Sugatas, the Buddhas
Generated the mind of enlightenment
And accomplished all the stages
Of the Bodhisattva training,
So will I, too, for the sake of all beings,
Generate the mind of enlightenment
And accomplish all the stages
Of the Bodhisattva training.”
THEN AT THAT TIME THE honorable elder, the venerable arhat, the great monk Maitreya who was seated in a lotus position on the right rose up. He pulled his robe over his right shoulder, folded his arms across his waist, bowed deeply before the elders, and told the story.
“It is exactly as was said by the honorable elder, the venerable arhat, the great monk Chongraling. Then, as for what happened next, the Communist government’s minister of the treasury finished the morning meal and after saying farewell to the Abbot, he left the monastery. Many conversations between monks who heard their conversation concerning the law took place.
“It was said by some monks, the law is not subject to only certain people nor is the law only valid for certain circumstances. Rather, the law is specific for all times, all people, and in every circumstance. Further, those monks agree, it is meaningless to have laws that can be altered to suit any random circumstance. There would be no need for the law at all if we allow anyone to simply say it is this way, or say it is that way, and so saying the law can become anything at all. Therefore, the way of the law has now become defeated and meaningless.”
As Maitreya spoke, the honorable elder, the venerable arhat, the monk Chongraling rose from his seated position. He addressed the monks in the perfumed chamber in the customary way. “A law that is used to punish the unknowing and unwitting is not a law but rather a tyranny and a trap. Such a law would not be a help for the orderliness and condition of a life of harmony but would destroy the freedom of living without fear. A system of laws designed to punish and entrap is meaningless, it is self-defeating and has no place in the monastery. That sort of law would be cruel and empty.”
After these words had been spoken by the honorable elders, the venerable arhats, the monks returned to a seated lotus position. After they had returned to a seated position the perfumed chamber remained quiet until the time of the next striking of the gong.
After the sound of the gong was no longer audible. I bowed to the entire assembly. Then I bowed to the group of elders on the left, and then to the elders on my right. Following this, I began to chant the eighteen primary root downfall vow of the monastic life. As prompted by the research and information displayed in my HUD. After each stanza, I waited for the assembly of elders to repeat the stanza. I begin by telling them,
“For the last thirty-five centuries, this is how elders and monks teach the downfall vow to students. On this day, I will use the teaching technique as a reminder to you elders of the great power contained within the vow.
Praising ourselves and/or belittling others
Not sharing Dharma teachings or wealth
Not listening to others' apologies or striking others
Discarding the Mahayana teachings and propounding made-up ones
Taking offerings intended for the Triple Gem
Forsaking the holy Dharma
Disrobing monastics or committing such acts as stealing their robes
Committing any of the five heinous crimes: (a) killing our fathers, (b) mothers, or (c) an arhat (a liberated being), (d) with bad intentions drawing blood from a Buddha, or (e) causing a split in the monastic community.
Holding a distorted, antagonistic outlook
Destroying places such as towns
Teaching voidness to those whose minds are untrained
Turning others away from full enlightenment
Turning others away from their pratimoksha vows
Belittling the Shravaka vehicle
Proclaiming a false realization of voidness
Accepting what has been stolen from the Triple Gem
Establishing unfair policies
Giving up bodhicitta”
As I tug and twist on my mother's ring, I empty my mind of thoughts. Then I say to the assembly. “In this way, honorable elders, venerable arhats, great monks, I ask you: Is the law dependent on humans? Does the law only exist because we are present or does the law exist even without humans? When you became inflamed and divided because of the actions of the Abbot when he gave forgiveness to the minister of the treasury was it the Abbot who inflamed you or was it your own thoughts that deceived you?
“The law exists not to serve individualism, nor to serve a certain social group, or a community of people. The law in human existence exists as a thought. What doesn’t exist as a thought? Everything is thought. If I see a person and I say the person is tall the height of the person is only possible in relation to something other than the person. Such as a comparison to a rabbit the person is tall, or compared to a piece of fruit the person is tall. If however, I compare the height of the person to a house or to a mountain then the person is not at all tall.
“Everything in perception requires something else. If there is only a single thing there is emptiness, nothingness. Even empty space can only exist when compared to obstacles that appear to not be empty space. There is nothing in the human observable perception that can exist without something to contrast. Therefore, when you realize this truth of everything is only possible as long as there is everything else it can be perceived that everything is nothing. Conversely, knowledge in this way also provides a knowing that nothing is everything.
“In the space of the mind, when you reach this level of knowing, awakeness can sense absolute truth. None of us can see it, define it, or touch it. The edge of human awakeness like this, at the exact moment when you struggle to grasp the meaning of nothing-is-everything and everything-is-nothing, you have reached the edge of the human’s ability to apply reasoning and knowledge. This place is awkward and uncomfortable, and self-doubt arises. But, nonetheless, you will sense something more to knowledge is there beyond my limitation. Something is eluding the experience. What is that something?
“It is outside the realm of human existence to know what it is. It is not, however, impossible to know that it is there. You did reach some place of uncomfortable unknowing, and you are unable to know anything deeper. Everything-is-nothing, nothing-is-everything is evidence of a higher self and another level of existence not available to this human existence. The higher level cannot be seen because it is an existence free from suffering.
“Monks! That is why we are a monastery! To help guide all sentient beings to be free of all suffering. Not through laws, not by bickering on the right, and on the left of those thought arguments.”
The monks, realizing the delusions that had divided them, wept for several minutes and then arose and embraced one another. They joined mindful of the karma of thought that had tried to destroy the monastery. Because they had now conquered the delusion of the law, each one of them grew more devoted and more powerful at that very moment, I could sense the fifteenth awareness and their energy startled me. I never knew humans could hold such strength from universal energy.
Even in the protection of daily monastic life, the thinking mind is still able to cause clouded actions and divide our perceptions. There is no need to mention how much more easy the mind loses a grasp on reality for those trapped in the world outside of the abbey and a monastery or for those infected by the brainwashed viruses from the Aryans.
The entire assembly gathered themselves and set off to go at once. They invited me to join them as we went off to the forest and there to find the Abbot so they could beg his forgiveness. I watch the procession of monks going into the forest.
It is the dream. My recurring dream is manifesting and soon these monks will learn the parable of the well-thatched hut and The First Priority will be restored on Planet Earth.
Chapter 11, Stranger Than Fiction
Beneath the window ledge of the south-facing window, there was a stone out of place. Not conspicuous, but if someone was looking for clues, like I am, it appears. Shameless, I scour through the Abbots' room for anything to point me in the direction of Tathagata or an answer to what I should do next. The out-of-place stone looks almost as if it came from another planet and manufactured to blend in but just missed the mark. Behind the stone is a small helicon memory stick. Attached to my left pant pocket connector, the file reads into RAM.
Prophetic insight and vision take shape as a holographic image forms in front of me. The form is mystical and sacred and I don't know how to use words to describe it other than to say it was greater than light energy. It resonates with a form of energy that is audible and palpable and emits a smell I have never experienced that is soothing and alluring. Its voice scrambles through many dialects until it stops on my own native language and then it shares with me.
This is the Tathagata itself that appears and speaks to me.
From the Tathagata to the Chinese Communist Party, a plea for action. In the year, 1988 the Nazis in Russia and South Africa officially declared Donald Trump from the white power syndicate of the United States as their coalition supreme leader. This solidified all eight of the far-right extremist groups into a unified global Republican Party. A month before this grand ceremony, the World Health Organization sent out the official report on the devastation of the Virus Evolution Theory and how pathogens would evolve throughout all human life including, SARS, Corona, and more powerful strains. Weeding out the weak while feeding off the stronger hosts. Importantly noting that a stronger host for a virus was not ideal for human existence.
From the WHO: After many types of infection, there is little or no residual pathology following an effective primary response. In some cases, however, infection or the response to it causes significant tissue damage. In other cases, such as infection with cytomegalovirus or Mycobacterium tuberculosis, the infection is contained but not eliminated and can persist in a latent form. If the adaptive immune response is later weakened, as it is in acquired immune deficiency syndrome (AIDS), these diseases reappear as virulent systemic infections. <\>
