Dharma: why are we afraid of the unknown?
 

(Updated an old thread)


We chatter, (express ourselves with sound & movement)from the moment we wake up to the moment we go to sleep. Even whilst we sleep that chatter comes out alive in an extraordinary form. This we call dreams(A sort of maniacal romanticism of the mundane). We forcibly give purpose, meaning to this nightly chatter, just like we engage ourselves with the dreams and aspirations of the day! We share experiences local and non local. We describe our experiences to be crude, sentient and even sublime.

We chatter about the physical, the man and the woman, the young and the old, the slim and the fat, the short and the tall, the human and the animal, the animate and the inanimate, day and the night and all in-between.

We chatter about the non-physical, lower dimensions and higher realms, the spirit and the soul, Gods and demons, consciousness and unconsciousness.

Nowadays, we chatter of supreme consciousness and supreme-collective consciousness and so on… We seem to add in more and more and keep on nourishing our delusions.

Our chatters never seem to end, they either grow reverse to a time immemorial or tumour into a timeless future.

We doddle in the caves, sing operas on stage, dance around and establish theatres, hoist flags and flaunt names, build governments, erect monuments, go up in space and look under the oceans!

We meditate, do yoga, isolate ourselves in monasteries, worship in temples, mosques and churches, do rituals in the forests, play with magic and alchemy, research stem cells, break into atoms, invent technology and bring in robots!

However narrow or wide the sequence, brief or long the translations, mild or intense our feelings, our chatters are limited to a certain boundary!

Our dualities remain the same, our fragmentation of the same roots , our dreams, our imaginations of the same quality, our neurotic tendencies and biotic inclinations remain fixed, our games and plays of the same tether; no matter how contracted and expanded, descended and ascended we think and experience ourselves to be.

Isn’t this still the chatter of a million yesterdays, projecting a million tomorrows; of fanciful ideas and fictitious rhythms! Isn’t it still the womb of dead things? Isn't it the mother of all confusion?

Is it so, in order to reinforce our presence and establish the validity of our existence? One moment we are certain and uncertainty follows the next! Aren't we confused with our own existence?!

Why should we chatter about WHO WE ARE?

We never seem to be exhausted in the pursuit of achieving “the ultimate, the infinite, God, supreme consciousness or whatever that is more than what is”!!! We are never tired of this expansion in time.

We believe God created us and find meaning by striving to reach heaven! We believe space or infinite consciousness has projected us but we find safety in expanding our time bound experiences. We believe in words, it's multiplicity of forms and hold on to language yet credit ourselves with seeking that which is true!


Can time expand and become TIMELESS? Can knowledge accumulate itself to reach COMPLETION? Can experience be of the INFINITE?

When the chatters of the physical and spiritual, natural and supernatural, scientific and religious, consciousness and supreme consciousness etc end...

What is...?

You're speaking for yourself again. You seem to try to project aspects of yourself on others.

I don't fear the unknown without good reason (e.g. there's likely to be some sort of trap or I can't plan an escape route) so I proceed with extreme caution if I have to. But my amydgala seems fairly efficient about deciding flight or flight before the stimuli ever get to conscious awareness.

When it comes to introspection and contemplation - imagined or received images/ventures, ones residual judgement remains intact. At that level escape is easy and should be followed by further contemplation. Physical phobias aren't unknowns except when they're discovered for the first time.

So...why do you fear the unknown?
Why are you suggesting or perhaps insisting (in your stentorian way) that others do?
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One must be able to read it without being separated!

One can do it, if one wants!

One is frightened to read the entirety of what is written and stuck with the title.One is scared of the actuality of this introspection. One is not able to allow proper contemplation due to a fixation with residual judgements. If one prefers mental coprophagia, then, how can one be free from(darkness) the known!?

One's mind must be of a lioness, independent (free from acquired knowledge) and own the mental ground, fierce(not be tamed by primitive abstarctions)with introspection, brave(not timid and escape) and go to the very end of this and come out graceful and full of life!

One must wake up and be of the light!

I totally agree with you my friend.

Maybe I am missing the point entirely here, but I fail to see what the opening post has to do with either meditation OR Dharma.

Then again, listening to self righteous proselytizers was never my thing anyway... another for my ignore list.

Having said that, there is nothing to fear but fear itself. When one gets over the fear of death, the rest is child's play.

However, I better shut up now before I get judged as being stuck in the past, having dry rhetoric and being self indulgent again and you get judged as a witch who will burn in the lake of fire...