The Facade

It is quite a shock to ones intellectual system should one awaken in Pristine Awareness. The facade built by millennia of human cleverness exists as an all but impenetrable barrier to an accurate understanding of the personhood. Awareness is born into a world of intact, deeply evolved, rationalizations of animal archetype. Naked raw instinct is everywhere and in every circumstance cloaked in the colorful patchwork of cultural bric-a-brac which is the narrative upon which we build a personality. We say "I" to these antique prods to behavior and play our part in the maintenance and refinement of the facade. 

This is not a bad thing for these narratives are adaptive mechanisms protecting the orderly progress of creature hood as Pristine Awareness, vining on the armature of nature, explores its way to the full bloom of Awakened-ness. One can see that systems bent on the refinement of the personality are like polishing a mud ball, but even the most exquisite porcelain figure was once a ball of mud.

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An ancient master when asked "What is Buddha?" replied

the one in the shrine

The Good

In Western theology and philosophy volumes have been written about the 'Good'. What is 'Good'. How does one achieve 'The Good'? And so on and on. All this implies that there is a 'Good' out there somewhere, and that this 'Good' is an achievable and admirable human aspiration.

Let us compare this 'Good' to an explication of 'The Meaning Saturated Gestalt'.

Life is the author of meaning. Where there is no life there is no meaning, just an infinite cosmic pool table: things bouncing off of each other with mathematically describable trajectories. It is events without cessation and without meaning, because meaning is a value determination and the beginning of life is the birth of value. Once the field phenomenon of Pristine Awareness comes into being, entropy is experienced as a negative value or as the carrier of extractable value. Once life comes into being the gestalt of physical trajectory is suddenly saturated with meaning.

As life forms feed on extractable elements of the Universal Gestalt what is 'Good' is what furthers. By the time we get to sophisticated nervous systems a concept of 'Good' spontaneously emerges. It is good to eat, it is bad to be eaten, metaphorically or otherwise. We find the gestalt saturated with meaning and the meanings we derive define us.

Know the organism by what it feeds upon. There is no evil that is not private good.

Some men rob you with a six gun, and some with a fountain pen, and some with entropy laden philosophies.

Satori 2.0

Whether found in a paramecium or a person, Awareness is spontaneously entropy dissipating.

Satori is that precise moment when Pristine Awareness wakes up to animal mind as entropy.

Satori and Dis-Integration

The ancient masters of Zen stressed the absolute necessity of Satori.

Every creature is an expression of the field phenomenon that I refer to as 'Pristine Awareness'. Pristine Awareness is the 'I AM' of all life, but this universal 'I AM', has in the process of self refinement, naturally produced the 'I am' of creature-hood. Pristine Awareness emerges, integrated from the womb with a full compliment of responses adequate to the needs of the animal, and humans are no exception: we are ruled by nature.

It appears to me that the entire ascent of life forms from the earliest single-celled to hominids is the press of the Universe to Self-Awareness. What I refer to as the awakening of Pristine Awareness was called by the ancient masters of Zen 'Enlightenment'. This awakening is no less than the denouement of the universe's drive to know its Self. And this is where Satori comes in.

The field phenomenon of Pristine Awareness comes on board fully integrated with the lesser field of animal mind and innocently accepts as its Self the selfness common to the animal which is its vehicle of expression. Satori is the explicit moment, strikingly self-evident, of dis integration 

Satori is that moment in the sands of time when one, having crossed the storm tossed ocean of nature, awakens into a sea of light. As if awakening from some hypnotic trance Pristine Awareness has come to its Self, and is no longer seamlessly integrated into animal selfness. The hypnotized slave has awakened as master.

The waves are the water. We are the waves. We are the water. In a split second, like flicking a light switch, we have come home to what we were all along.

This is Satori

This is the difference between a puppet and a dance master.