the divinity of woman, ETC!
Guénon and Maharshi insisted that God, the world, and everything else are only projections on the screen of our consciousness; the body is in the soul and the soul is in the spirit, etc. Saint Thomas Aquinas said that God neither exists nor exists because he cannot have those limitations...etc!
But, within the topic we are on, the divinity of woman, woman as the face, the essence, and the divine substance; worshipping woman, becoming intoxicated by her and with her, using her as a statue that we internalize to crush personal history, become her, etc. It has been an UPAYA postulated and practiced by Frederick II, Ibn Arabi (he fell in love with both maidens and old women. He fell in love with an old woman who was his spiritual teacher and fell in love with maidens, even fainting for them in mosques), Rumi, Guido Cavalcanti, Dante, Petrarch... Ramakrishnan had tried that path, but the Avatar didn't give him the courage, and he got off that horse, which was as much the body of a woman as the corpses SHE prescribed for him, and confessed: "I could not be the lover of the Mother; I preferred to be her son."
Post Scriptum
We know how much so many psychoanalysts and pseudo-traditionalists have stolen from Gurdjieff, throwing away labels and brands to create their theories, so many pedagogues and charlatans from workshops that test out dirty tricks.
José Luis España
ResponderExcluirLOVE FROM AWAY...
A Spanish soldier stationed in Iraq receives a letter from his girlfriend in Madrid. The letter read as follows:
'Dear Alberto,
I can no longer continue this relationship. The distance between us is too great. I have to admit that I've been unfaithful to you twice since you left, and I think neither you nor I deserve this. I'm sorry.
Please return the photo I sent you.
With love, Sofia.'
The soldier, deeply hurt, asked all his comrades to give him photos of their girlfriends, sisters, friends, aunts, cousins, etc.
Along with Sofia's photo, he included all the other photos he had collected from his friends.
There were 57 photos in the envelope and a note that read:
'Dear Sofia,
Forgive me, but I can't remember who the hell you are. Please find your photo in the package and return the rest to me.'
MORAL:
Even defeated... you have to KNOW HOW TO FUCK THE ENEMY