Im reading a book called Tibetan Yoga and secret doctorines. I curl up in bed every night and open the book up and read and then when I cant read any more I fall asleep. Can I tell you something about what I read? No absolutely nothing. Nothing in that book seems to correlate with our mainstream framework. Their goals, their PURPOSE OF EXISTENCE seems to be coming from another planet! These crazy old tibetan dudes keep talking about the evolution of consiousness as the PURPOSE OF EXISTENCE. All I can tell you is that these crazy old tibetan dudes seem to be insinuating that the PURPOSE OF EXISTENCE is the evolution of consiousness and not the accumulation of wealth, nor do they mention quality of life. Mind you, the definition of QUALITY here comes into question and Im sure our resident ontologist Dr Carlos will let us know that QUALITY is probably one of the hardest words in our language to define.
Getting back to our problem of the motive for creating art and music. Allow me to propose that the purpose of creating art has something to do with the evolution of consiousness that the Tibetan dudes were talking about and that it all has to do with the PURPOSE OF EXISTENCE.
First let me backtrack to the times I took ayahuasca with the shamans. To summarize, this brew puts DMT into your body. DMT is actually already produced in your body but only released when you re in REM sleep, when your born during childbirth and when you die. I read a book where a scientist who conducted an experiment where he gave high doses of DMT to volunteers in a clinical study. This scientist s overall conclusion is that the DMT chemical is the valve chemical which regulates the movement of your soul to and from your body. My experience of the ayahuasca brew reinforces for me that this premise is true. It also left me with the affirmation that life on this planet, especially the life of my own consiousness has the purpose in this existence of TRANSCENDING THIS WORLD!!! Truly we are all born to die. DYING is the PURPOSE OF EXISTENCE. Because without dying we cannot evolve into the worlds of higher vibration!!
Whoa dave has arrived peace!
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I too agree that the purpose of existence is to evolve our consciousness, seems like the only reasonable thing.
That being said, having kids and a family have their own joys, I think, which are just as intrinsically good, regardless of their instrumental value for individuals and for the species.
And quality, well, I actually think we recognize quality relatively easily because it is not so arbitrary as one would think, which of course has ontological roots in my thinking, gah, I'm a caricature of myself now.
Keep up the good work, but don't forget that the imperative part of that statement is "work".
As I explained in person last night, I am not in agreement with the statement:
"DYING is the PURPOSE OF EXISTENCE"
I think death is an important part of the whole thing, but not THE purpose. I think the living part is key too, how you live and behave with your environment. I think the highest state of consciousness (or at least a really good one)would be to love ALL things (and non things, what have you). I mean even/especially the things you don't like or influence. My hardest thing, like many people, is to overcome the "dislike/judgment" (which is interestingly tied to the complexity of quality AND aesthetics), and to tolerate/enjoy the mysterious directioning of circumstances (rhythmic fate).
(On a side note, I don't think taking DMT lke a drug is a good idea for me, or most people I know. Just thinking, it would be more ideal to affect the chemicals that already occupy your body, by using your mind and diet. )
or did you mean dyeing (like from old man grey to youthfull black)is the purpose of existence??
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that was a brilliant post andrew; although i have not experienced what you have (you traveling maniac you), i'm totally on the same page!! it's all too familiar, and speaks so much truth; this all seems to fall in line with the teachings of abraham-hicks (being one with the universe/god; creator of one's own reality). one truly never dies though, only in the physical sense, within this wonky as heck time space reality we call life on earth. ;) *sigh* http://www.facebook.com/gregoakes?v=app_2347471856&ref=profile
To each their own. Although steady income does not necessarily precede propagation of the species.
Existence happens when the seed meets the egg. Two DNA's dance the tango, or so to speak.
But seriously.
It's interesting how buddhism in general focuses on non-material aspects of existence and importance is put on transcending the material world to find enlightenment in our consciousness.
From what I've read, there's not much emphasis on the miracle and beauty of nature in buddhism. Maybe it's because those tibetan monks lived in the high mountains, where no vegetation grew.
It's interesting that in contrast aboriginal religion puts all spiritual emphasis on nature such as spirit animals and sun gods. In the incan culture condors were seen as spiritual symbols and temples were built in their honor. From what I know their religion also involved studying the stars. Also, the Sioux and the Iroquois believed in the "Great Creator", a supreme being who is immanent in the fabric of the material world.
Interesting word, immanence, which means that the spiritual permeates the non spiritual. This is in contrast with the term of "transcendence" which I believe is a philosophical term more relating to the ideas in buddhism.
Very interesting.
I'd bet natural environments/geographical context have a huge role in the development of philosophy and religion/spirituality.
While I am not really familiar with Buddhist scripture, or anything beyond a surface understanding, when I went to temples in Korea I sensed a real kinship/appreciation for nature. Maybe that's just me, but all the gardening and bibimbap, fountains with koy, and especially nature metaphors/symbols in the architecture and design. Maybe it's the art creating that I'm reading, not the Buddhism.
Anyhow, that's kind of what I am (should be right now) writing about; the occurrence of natural rhythm in art.
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