The Separation between State and Religion

In time we will realize that Democracy is the entitlement of individuals to every right that was in its times alloted to kings. The right to speak and decide, to be treated with decency, to serve and be served by people in a State of “love” that is, to serve with one’s work for the development of ‘life’. To belong to the Kingdom of Human Beings without racial, national, social or academic separations. To love and be loved. To die at the service of the whole and be honored in one’s death, for one’s life and work was legitimately valued. To be graceful and grateful. To have the pride and the humility of being One with the Universe, One with every realm of Existence, One with every living and deceased soul. To treat with dignity and be treated with dignity for One is dignified together with All others and Life itself. To walk the path of compassion, not in the sorrow of guilt but in the pride of being. To take responsability for one’s mistakes and sufferings and stand up again and again like a hero and a heroine and face the struggle that is put at one’s feet and in one’s hands. Millions of people, millions and millions of people might take many generations to realize the consciousness of our humaneness but there is no other dignified path for the human being.

The “work” as I conceive it is psychological and political. Psychology is the connection between the different dimensions within one’s self and Politics is the actualization of that consciousness in our practical lives. Religion is the ceremony that binds the connectedness between the individual and the Universe. The separation between religion, politics and science, the arts and sports is, in the sphere of the social, the reflection of the schizophrenia within the individual and the masses. The dialogue between individuality and the "human" belongs to consciousness. The tendency to develop cults resides in the shortcomings we’are finding in life as it is structured today. “Life” has become the private property of a few priviledged who cannot profit from it because as soon as it is appropriated it stops to be “life” or “life-giving”.

We are all the victims of our own invention and each one is called upon to find solutions. The only problem is believing our selves incapable of finding them. We are now free to use all Systems of knowledge objectively, sharing them without imposing our will on each other. To become objective about our lives means to understand that the institutions that govern its experience are critically important. That we are one with the governments, one with the religious activities that mark its pace, that the arena’s in which we move our bodies and the laboratories in which we explore our possibilities are ALL part and parcel of our own personal responsibility. That WE ARE ONE WITH EACH OTHER AND EVERYTHING AROUND US and acknowledge for ourselves a bond of love in conscious responsibility. That we human beings know ourselves part of each other and are willing and able to act on our behalf for the benefit of each and every individual. That we no longer allow governments, industries, universities or any other institution to run along unchecked by the objective principles of humaneness. That we do not allow gurus to abuse their power or governors to steal the taxes and use them to their personal advantage in detriment of the whole. That we do not allow abuse from anyone anywhere because life is too beautiful to do so and that we are willing to stop the rampant crime with the necessary compassion Conscious knowledge is every individual's right. Conscious action is every individual's duty.

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Sunday 29 November 2009

Ton-Jomo piñata-Daily Cardiac 235 Nov 15


235. Elena - November 15, 2009 [Edit]

Ton, Jomo Piñata,
Great posts. You teach us with those posts. Our minds have gotten so used to that shit that it sounds normal to us but when you reveal the deficiencies it’s a great help, for me and for Daily Cardiac and so many in and out.
It’s wonderful Daily Cardiac that you continue to participate. It’s painful but wonderful when people cut through our crystallizations and expose us. If one survives, it is so much better after!
By the time one is “done”, one is back into what looks like a relatively good householder to start all over again. As if one had stepped back a good number of years in the cult and just recovering where one was before one joined is a heroic enterprise. But so very worth it: to feel one’s self again and not Robert or all the dogma or the pretense that one is present! The pleasure of music that once moved one and observing the possibility of letting it in without allowing it to invade one. The beauty of people and lightness in conversation. All so difficult after the heaviness of the cult.
It is painful and hopefully they won’t insult you much more but then even the insults make us want to prove our selves don’t they? If no one had questioned you strongly would you still be trying to prove anything? There are two kinds of bloggers: Those who offer themselves and those who react to the offer. It’s like people who go swimming. Some get in the water and others watch from outside. Your position is much more difficult but you’ll get a lot more out of it.
I hope you don’t give up, but already I congratulate you for your work here. I mean in the fofblog. THAT is community and work: allowing your self to swim in the other’s being. We’ve all changed much and you’re beginning to change too. The bait is powerful and you’re biting on it but you’re not dying, you’re surviving and that’s exactly the opposite to the fellowship.
They were right in banning me: right and wrong, as most things are. They were right that my screaming was too much but I was right in saying the things I was saying and they didn’t ban me because I was screaming but because of what I was saying. They just used the screaming to do it. So easy to judge how the swimmer swims from outside! For whom isn’t it painful? but I’d given up! Maybe two and a half years was enough anyway.
It delights me that you’re biting on the pleasure of talking with others. The pleasure and the pain! It sculpts one inside! Kills one a little. Just the leaves and flowers when they get out of season! All worth it!
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