An Excerpt (unedited draft) : A Swede Sufi practising Islamic Mysticism in Afghanistan is giving a sermon to the local afghan professionals who work for different multinational firms in various parts of the country.
Enjoy! “
Faces.
Joyous, ambitious, proud, faces.
When I look at your faces, I feel as if none of you have any idea how profound the difference between reality and illusion is.
It seems like you all are continuously racing… and running… and rushing… with no attention to your own real needs and duties… as if you are deaf to your own screams.
Yes, deaf to your own screams.
Its written all over your faces.
It seems as if, you all are like sheep – deaf sheep to be precise – following one another.
It seems as if none of you know that you are all being led by a wolf-disguising-as-sheep. What makes it even more painful is that this wolf is blind and has a gun in its hands and it is taking you all – or has already taken you to a place where you are between the devil and the deep sea.
But this is not the part you people should mourn at.
What is painful is that despite being stuck between the devil and the deap sea and the blind wolf with a gun in its hand, you all are still busy in these rat races of yours….
When will you stop running in this rat race and realize that even if you win this race you will still be a rat?
When will you come to know that your version, interpretation and understanding of reality is more illusive than illusion itself ?!?
Believe me when I say that most, if not all, material shreds of the seemingly great, glowing and glaring reality you are obsessed with are nothing but illusory showpieces of a grand situational comedy styled conspiracy plan.
And often, this plan is not a divine one, but a conspiracy designed by someone more wicked, more greedy and more selfish and surely more lucky than you, me and the guy next door.
And this very conspiracy is taking placing right under your nostrils while you are busy extending those two fleshy folds surrounding your mouth called ‘lips’ to make yourself smile at the latest 3.25% pay raise you got as a ‘bonus’ along with the 8.9% increase of the biggest hidden tax of inflation.
So if you want to know the real reality and stop worshiping the idols of fake reality, you will have to disown, at least the lust, if not the love, of material and of all the materialistic goals and objectives. You have to stop this mad obsession, this rat-race so that you find yourself willing to burn your paper money just as they burnt it in Europe during and after the wars.
And you must be willing to burn it all when the need arises, and not for the same reasons the European burnt it.
Insane they were. You say , eh?
No they were not insane. During those turbulent years, the inflation was high, the great depression was really great and thus, the poor residents of the land of snow and fog had came to this painful conclusion that the only possible use of inflation-stricken currency note stacks (read: useless piles of paper) would be to use it all as an alternative fuel.
And if I may digress, with or without your permission, but evidently with your dizzying and slowly evaporating attention, speaking of fuels, brings to my mind the issue of ‘global warming’. And trust me when I this, that ‘they’ will attack even the sun if they could terming the attack to be a pre-emptive strike to diffuse the ‘terror of global warming’.
But getting back to the real topic, you all need to disown the lust of material and only then you will be able to have the courage to reduce to ashes not only this paper money but all the false idols, wrong interpretations of reality, vicious conspiracies and, oppression.
Thus this is not just about returning the paper money and getting back the gold they got from yours and my ancestors. It is actually going to be a war which should go on till the end – the real end – till we know and practice the real reality and its real manifestations.
“Eh… what..? What did you – the guy with the Hitl…… err… I mean Charlie Chaplin moustaches said?”
“Yes.. yes, yes.
The European masses ceased to burn their money when the wars came to a stop.
Indeed they did.
You are right Mr. Elite Chaplin.”
“I don’t know if the reason the war-mongers, and the pirates, and the colonialists, the imperialists, stopped doing what they were doing because they thought a revolt, an uprising, a mutiny is in the air upon seeing ordinary people burning the piles of paper (which were originally published as receipts for the gold people had put in the banks).
But what I do know is that you people too have fought just too many wars and, that your home too is on fire. And if you people do not act now, I fear you won’t even remember the names of everything you are going to lose in this fire just as I do not remember where I put the ashes of my father when he was, according to his own free or drunken will, cremated in the fire fueled by his own hard-earned paper money – the money he earned by working 8 to 4, five days a week, for 34 years.
Speaking of my father’s death reminds me of the fact that during my last trip to Kandahar, an orphan child had asked me what death is. And trust me when I say that it was the first time ever I attempted to intentionally and consciously define death in words.
After thinking for quite a few moments, I was able to define death to the child as, “It is something which occurs when our soul leaves our body“, and then reminding myself of some of the mystical or metaphysical experiences I have heard of as well as gone through, I added, “permanently“.
To make a long story more long and, probably, less interesting, I would like to confide in you – just the same way the African fellows regularly and ‘thankfully’ share with one or the other of us the bank details of a deceased billionaire through spam emails – that the best way to catch a glimpse of the real reality and to shed off the belief in false gods is to try connecting to your inner self and not to any deceased or alive billionaire’s bloodline or bank balance.
Thus go on a spiritual journey which may enable you to disconnect your mind from the body and, the body from the soul. And, trust every single word, and if possible, every single alphabet, I would utter, when I say that one day you might be able to see your soul flying out of your body, while your mind joins your eyes in this amazing view of your heart and soul’s delightful flight above and beyond all the worldly obstructions of this material life and accompanied accessories.
A soul free from all sorts of burdens – at least for some time…
And I know it sounds as if I am complicating the matters but trust me when I say that what I say is not even half as complicated, or futile, or useless, or hazardous, as your existing perceived interpretations of reality and illusion, life and death, problems and solutions, and everything that lies in between both the poles are.
Ok, I will make it simpler, for, I can see the middle-aged guy with a bald head and henna-colored beard in the left-corner frowning as if I just sung a song in Svenska… err… I mean.. Swedish language.
For a start, practice the art, and science and craft of meditation. God wants us to contemplate on the reason of our existence and the unreasoned nature of our insane and futile actions and, most importantly, the perceptions these actions originate from. Thus contemplate, question, reason, dispute, disagree, and discuss till you find your inner soul is in line with yourself and/or vice versa.
So meditate in whatever form and posture you like. Mediate and thus contemplate on how to get to know the difference between reality and illusion, illusory reality and real reality, real illusion and illusory illusion, and so on and so forth.
Meditate so that you get to know your soul, and that hole of your soul. And thus, in turn, feel it, heal it, heal yourself, and hopefully heal others.
And as everything is based on the action as well as the intention, it is necessary to meditate with the right intention. Thus meditate and contemplate and communicate with the intention to analyze, examine and scrutinize every single fragment of the seemingly great grand and glowing reality as well as every millimeter square of even the shadows of all the idols created by the masters of the web of all conspiracies, till you reach the Source, the Unknown.”
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