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Chapter 5
Collectionof Madness
Consciousness is very mysterious and
paradoxical. What is perceived through our senses as real is usually not.
Truth cannot be known for it is beyond and bigger than the limited perceptions
of mind and imagination.
We limit ourselves with our beliefs and concepts because the mind wants
the world to be fixed and predictable, so it can feel secure. It knows
it cannot exist in the unknown.
When a person first enters into the mystery, usually fear arises. A person
can ascertain their experience is genuine when fear is accompanied with
it.
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It appears to our senses that only this three- dimensional world exists;
however, existence is multidimensional. There is a dimension of time,
which everyone knows, and there is dimension of ‘no time’,
which is only known to a few. Split Seconds are a entry into ‘no
time’.
Mostly everyone believes mind is the individual mind. In truth, there
is no individual mind. There is just mind and it is universal. The feeling
of possessing an individual mind is only apparent - mind is collective
and impersonal.
There is an aspect of mind called the Collective Unconscious (CU). The
CU can be compared to a vast sea of thoughts, concepts and memories, which
apparently exist in consciousness. The CU exists because of our persistent
belief in its reality. Each one of us is continuously producing and emitting
thoughts. Conversely we constantly
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absorb thoughts from the collective thought atmosphere.
Each nation, each religion has it own milieu. For example, if I meditate
in a Christian place, I visualize Christ; in a Buddhist area, the Buddha;
in a Hindu area, Krishna, Rama or Shiva. In each instance I touch the
particular thought constructs and memories of that particular belief.
This is true also with different societies and groups. Have you noticed
how we become like people and groups we associate with?
Some years ago I returned to Poona to participate in a ten-day group.
One afternoon we experimented with a third eye meditation with around
a hundred people. Special vibrational music was played as we linked
together physically and synchronized our breaths.
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After a hour, the energy became strong and intense. Suddenly we were told to stop and link into the third eye. When I did this, Ileft my body and plunged deep in the Collective Unconscious and the next split second.
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Split Second 5
Traveling the Collective Unconscious one day, I came upon a cave entrance
with
huge double-arched doors.
The massive doors swung open.
Before me
was a small tunnel-like cave, which led out
into a huge space as far as the eye can see.
Contained in that space were
endless huge square pits,
one after the other. Inside the pits were rows and rows
of little opaque white oval forms, each having a head
The forms were very neatly placed together,
each one moving slightly up and down.
Once in awhile one left, flying away.
Sometimes one returned.
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I watched this for a very long time.
I began to wonder if these were disembodied souls.
After a while I was in another realm.
The sky was blue-black like night,
Stars were shining and I could see a bat flying
across a very bright full Moon.
To my surprise, along came a witch
wearing a long pointed hat, riding a broomstick.
Suddenly, I entered a room and
there stood Dracula
and then Frankenstein, followed by every monster
I’ve ever seen, imagined or dreamt of in my life.
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Everyone looked as they were supposed to look,
as they did in the movies.
At last, I was together with the Devil,
he looked so sinister with his red cape, pointed beard
and slanted eyes. He began cutting me up,
throwing me into the fire,
and proceeded with every known torture,
to continuously kill me in every way again and again.
I began to laugh, really laugh; it was such a joke.
In that moment, I saw that it was all papier-mâché,
not real, but just an illusion.
All our monsters, our demons, our fears,
were mental constructs,
created by our collective mind.
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I understood Jung’s universal symbols
and knew why the monsters looked exactly
as our culture imagined them to be.
The fear of death, of devils disappeared.
I found myself above this now,
in a place I did not know.
I looked down and saw a battle being fought.
Perhaps it was World War II.
Looking further I saw the American Civil War.
I realized that I was traveling into the past.
With this knowledge I knew I could turn around
and go into the future.
I choose not do this.
I returned and opened my eyes.
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Appendage
There is a very interesting truth that whatever we believe becomes real.
If we believe in hell, devils and demons will haunt us even after death.
As soon as we see this mind stuff is illusion, a dream, these devils immediately
disappear and no longer does this realm have a hold on us. It is a very
sad state of the world that 99.99% of the population believes the mind
stuff of the Collective Unconscious is real. We are all lost in this dream
and are suffering for it.
One aspect of enlightenment is waking up to the illusions of mind.
