Self-Knowledge and Self-Realization

Dylan’s Poem Speaks to me:

Do not go gentle into that good night
Dylan Thomas, 1914 – 1953

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Dylan expresses my own frustration at having explored the depths of spirituality for 62 years, having studied with many of the greatest spiritual teachers of the 20th Century, who finally stumbled upon the greatest discovery possible in spirituality, only to find that when I speak of it, convey it, teach it through words and even energy transmission, has had little impact on mainstream spirituality and the Zeitgeist of our time.

“Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night.”

Yes, we all know that one day we will die. 

But because my entire life of learning about Self and Other, teaching this wonder of Self, of our divine nature that explains everything and ties us altogether within God, has had very little impact on the suffering of the world.

For that, I rage against the dying of the light, the dying of my own Consciousness because of what I could have done to relieve the suffering men and beast had only I realized God earlier in my life, and began to speak the words I speak now 40 years ago before all the legions of fake, and half-baked spiritual teachers turned 21st Century spirituality into the mockery it is.

Modern spirituality is so utterly Pollyanish, positive-thinking, and ego-gratification  oriented, that the humility needed to surrender all that is irrelevant to knowing God within, has no foothold.

How to teach humility when half of mankind wants to escape suffering by withdrawing from feeling, wanting, attachments, absent a self, into a Nirvana of absolute peace, while the other half follow a wide spectrum of teachers of energy work, psychic phenomena, changing the world through affirmations and positive thinking.

There is no room for the message of a teaching that says, “As weak and pitiable as your life appears to be, if you give up all spiritual escapes and dreams of spiritual transcendence, as well as ever seeking life’s external pleasures, and instead look within, then FEEL WITHIN, reown the vistas of your humanity, your emotions, your love, neediness, fear, and rage—all those things society, family, and spiritual teachers told you to reject, and within that often described inner hell, once accepted fully and brought into one’s own self, find Self and the life divine.

In fully embracing your weaknesses, vulnerabilities, fears, hostility, you find the wisdom and bliss of God realization as Self.

Who listens to this message that you must descend into your own inner hell to find the light, because that hell is a self-created prison for all that you have rejected, and only by opening that prison will you have the power and energy to face God.

So, for five years I have been speaking this truth of truths: go within, feel within, open your heart to your own inner suffering, lostness, confusion, psychotic visions, lusts, loss of control, sexual fantasies, the Void and eternal emptiness, the Light of Consciousness, and to Love eternal paving the path to Self.  Who listens?  A very few.

The great teachers are dead and none have replaced them.  Nisargadatta, Ramana, Ramakrishna, Krishnamurti, even Osho.  Now the spiritual world is filled mostly with young, apparently charismatic midgets, teaching self-affirmations, self-fulfillment, or self-transcendence through various teachniques, and the greatest joke, teachers who claim not to be teachers, and claim there is nothing to teach, and no one to be taught, but make $600/hour teaching this.

I just watched a documentary on the Scientology church, Ron Hubbard, and the church’s opposition to psychotropic medication and psychotherapy, and who of just the largest three corporate entities out of 21 that comprise Scientology, are worth 1.5 billion dollars!  The tapes of Ron Hubbard are of a truly creepy, frightening man, who was worshipped, and who spread a cult of death based on a theology that were are inhabited by the ghosts of a long dead civilation called Thetans, that have to be extirpated, or cleared, through the use of E-meters (ohmmeter).  To become “clear” through E-meter monitoring can costs tens of thousands of dollars, and after that, there are more planes of progressive attainments costing many tens of thousands more.

In such a world, a message that God is found in one’s own inner hell, one inner feelings, confusion, fears, and vulnerabilities, has little persuasion.
Where is our center where we can all live in peace, not killing animals nor causing real harm to others, especially where “harm” today mostly means offending someone with a racist, ethnic, or feminist slur, while the real harms of war, corruption, corporate greed, are ever more deeply ingrained into our culture and psyches?

Therefore I rage against the dying of the light, my death, and my weak deeds, that had I discovered my truths before the tsunami of fake spirituality wash the world almost clean of Truth, might have made a difference.

Yes, I still burn inside.  Every day, most every hour, I am aware of the Life Force, the Sentience within, that burns and seethes like a cool fire revealing the background of ecstatic bliss of Self.  Yet it burns almost alone, and for that I feel such sorrow.