Trio

A poem, please a poem.....

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Subsequent entry, old seer

"Don't you believe me? ", the man of action crossed his arms in front of the chest. Then he stood up and ran away sulking.

"Let him go", smiled the scholar. "Well, the old seer." He rubbed the chin. "Let us see. There were the old seer and there was a walking apart of people. We should take the words of the man of action with a pinch of salt because he has to maximize an effect. He must produce a drama that carries the respective people away . I think before we deal with the old seer - and we will do that, long and detailed - you should interpret things in relation to you. "

"Let's look at the story once roughly. There are the old seer. This may be my generation, or the generation of the grandfathers. Look at the spiritual darkness. This could mean that the man of action not necessarily think of you as the brightest bulb. He looks into the future and sees that your spiritual dark phase will end in the future and he thinks of the others who are scattered - widely scattered. It is your story. "

Somehow I am disappointed. I do not know quite why. Perhaps because the story of the man actually was not bad. "Then he lied?"

"No, you can not say that. There is a growing number of unconscious men of knowledge, each element in the story of the man of action has occurred. But if you analyze major stories, then there is a simple scholar rule. The scholar must be crystal clear. But how could he be clear if he doesn't know his personal concern? "

I shrugged my shoulders.

"You see? If you read myths, fairy tales, annual reports, watch news or hear them. Question always, what does it mean in relation to me how would it be if it would be my story. So you learn the story of your concern. You feel, where you sense intense feelings , where your mind is not free. Relive them only, and then let it go. Then you're free to approach the questions you go through, then you can have clear ideas. But before you can face the old seer, you must first face yourself."

"And that is a broad field," I sighed.

He nodded. "Yes, yes. Step by step. But look who has come. She has brought you a story"

Brown hair, a friendly smile. Miriam came in and settled in the chair where the man of action had sat.

I nodded to her.

"My story is the water of life"

Afterwards the setting of the sail of attention.

I met the scholar. He looked briefly up from his desk and continued his work. I had com without being invited so I had to wait until he had time for me. Finally, he finished his work. He turned to me and asked, "Well Ray, what is on your mind, maybe the sails of attention?"

I nodded. Somehow I was uneasy with the memory of the man of action.

"Ray is difficult to give definitive answers about what is all about the sail of attention. What is clear now, that you performed a pure exercise of attention. Your attention may move, fly, what ever you want. But we could talk for about the attention and that such things are possible, without actual experience all remains only talk and even if the man of action likes to talk ... "

"What do you mean?", the indignant man of action said entering the room.

The scholars pursed his lips. "Nothing more, no more than that you like yourself hear talking from time to time."

"I see", the man of action waved his hand. I thought, you meant I were loquacious. "He smiled at me.

I smiled back. "As I said," the scholar went on. "A maneuver of attention that includes no real flight of the physical body, but the entry point is found for many more maneuvers, which will be practiced and perfected over the years in order to be for a few years .."

"Or decades," the man of action added and smiled like a little boy.

".. thank you, be forgotten." He looked at me expectantly.

"Why forget it, what should be the benefit?"

The man of action shrugged his shoulder. "Who cares?"

The scholars nodded. "Forgetting is a natural reaction of the body. He forgets about this and makes his preparations. If we have full control over the attention, then we should have mastered in advance to control our daily life. You could remember your skills too early, and your life would be in disorder. "

"You could set the sail on the toilet," the man of action said. "Outside, a queue of people, perhaps someone calls the janitor while you set the sails and explore outer space?"

The scholars looked at the man of action with a special kind of curiosity. It was not clear displeasure, not even surprise, more like a professional curiosity, a kind of disturbance. "Now toilet ... .. hmm probably that will not work. I am thinking more of a time of vocational training, in which the memories tumble and destroy your career plans. The skills must fit in in an orderly life and parts of your consciousness are vigilant about it. Memories will flash up always in the right moment and the circumstances are different for every person but the moment of memory will be perfect in each case. "

"If he waits too long with his memories, then the small Ray will be perhaps dead?", the man of action considered.

The scholars nodded. "If you get in mortal danger - however - the skills will be available immediately."

"How about the old seer? Does this story include truth?"

.... to be continued .....

Setting the sail of attention VII

He looked at me and his eyes seemed to sparkle. Then he lifted the dragon and I felt intensely bad.

"Look what I've got as a cord. This is a special cord Ray."

I looked up to the man of action and had the impression as if the cord sprang from my belly. He pressed it to the dragon and threw the dragon into the abyss. It was as he would have thrown me into the abyss. Than I clang to the flying dragon. I looked back and saw me and the man of action sitting on the rock. Then I flew, and enjoyed the flight. Next to me in front of me and I saw more sails in the sky. Like small fireflies they dazzled in various colors. I was happy.

Setting the sail of attention VI

"The sail of attention is a kind of dragon, which is a part of your energy body. This sailing you can let ascend, and it expands your views on the things of life. You have a further perspective, that will help you not to get caught in your everyday feelings. "

Walk upon my soul
Hike to the sky.
See the width of times
See on the pulse of life
See in the flow of power
Just like that

"Come." He stands up and I follow him. We go to a rock from which we can look down into the valley. Even from up here it looks as if my view would fly of the world.

"You could die, if you do what I ask of you."

Now that crap starts again. They always make me nervous with this drivel of death. There is death, here is death. "Is there nothing that we can do without the death."
He shakes his head "Unfortunately not." I am sick and I feel an adamant insistence that my existence on earth will stop. Grief fills me. That is going too fast I think protesting. Then the approaching awareness of death sweeps all the problem of everyday life to the side.

"Very nice Ray and now you will learn to fly."

Dear reader, come back again tomorrow to setting the sail of attention VII. Will Ray really fly or is it all only in his imagination or is the man of action only a wicked rogue?

Setting the sail of attention v

"Why could it be wrong to be happy?"

The man of action smiles.

"What if the happiness of the people, as the people now understand it were the tyrant of the earth. A species born by earth, kills her children trying to swallow more in a shorter time. Your own happiness is an illusion. Just imagine, the word would not exist, what would you miss? How would you call it when you feel happy? "

"Well-being?"

"Yes, that's true. We humans have the ability to reach well-being, if we are all in line with what surrounds us. If the word man does not exist. What would you be missing?"

"Now there are people physically, I would not have for these a special word."

"Yes, that would be so. Happiness is an inner state of well-being and for the earth devourer this state can only exist if they eat up more from the earth every year. I want more for me. This is the personal happiness, included in the life plan of the Western people, identified as the career success and the growth of their own possessions. This kind of happiness search, holds your attention sail on the ground. The dragon of attention can not ascend. It is therefore important that you review your understanding of happiness. Do you want wealth without limits, be a worm, which creeps into the earth and earth and feeds as much as he can get. But when you are a man of knowledge, then go and set your sail of attention and experience the spherical luck. "

"But finally the man of knowledge will land and must eat again."

"Yes, that's true. It's just about the accumulation for the accumulation's sake. A man of knowledge may participate in life, drive a car, love women, he may live in beautiful homes and more. But not because of possession, but because of the experience. Feel me. "

An intense curiosity for experience floods my solar plexus.

"This is the good fortune and wealth that you should collect this earth."

"OK, but what is this ominously sail of attention?"

His eyes light up. I will tell you .....

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Setting the sail of attention IV

"Many questions at once Ray. Some words on the old seers. They got the order of the enlightened people from the future to support the natural development of the unconscious men of knowledge. They showed the viewers that the spiritual darkness was inevitable, because the darkness is a byproduct of the development of mankind. The people would be the slave of science, but before science, they would become slaves of the power, when they overthrow the old gods. "

"So the old seer concentrated on the the preservation of knowledge. They decided, as far as possible to disperse. Each seer took his group and lead them away. They knew that someday the reason for the Dispersal would no longer be recalled and agreed that they had to walk as far apart as possible. On the hike they devised new ways to support the unconscious men of knowledge. "

"Later on, the people overthrew the old gods, they were no longer part of a whole, they now wanted to be designer and owner of the soil and made a possession out of earth, they made themselves property being a part the earth. The age of darkness came with war and bloodshed and darkness pushed the warmth out of the hearts of the people of power. Since that time the number of unconscious men of knowledge grows and the proportion of women among them is far greater than that of men, because men are less capable of getting rid of their energy exhausting habits. "

"And now to the question of how the unconscious men of knowledge can be recognized. Review their umbilical area. Unconscious men of knowledge have a knowing navel. These people are driven from their belly and their belly knows what he is doing. Thees bellies have preserved the knowledge of the old gods and lead their people safely through the darkness. If you look at their heads, then you will see that the head is in complete ignorance of his navel lives. If you meet such a man, then help him to collect energy. He needs energy to train more unconscious men of knowledge. He needs it to prepare the conflagration. OK? "

"I will convince me, 'I said. "How is that now with the setting the sail of attention."

"Ray one moment, it isn't that simple. We still need to remove another mistake."

"And?"

"The belief in one's own luck."

"Pardon?"

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Setting the sail of attention III

Ray: "Well, I admit. I haven't seen it yet from that point of view.
But what secret do the people have around us, please do not make it so exciting. "

The man of action smiles knowingly. "My body knows that there are around me a lot of sleeping humans of knowledge. Hundreds of thousands of people bear in their bodies the knowledge and experience of millennium with them. I feel it and feel it with every breath I draw. But the knowledge is of no use for them, because they have no language for it. The poets have thousands of years wrestled with the language to trigger the conflagration predicted thousands of years ago. "

"An conflagration, a prophecy - spectacular. And I do not know whether I believe all this."

"You do not have to believe it. Believe me, that the faith is overestimated. I think out of doing me a favour please do not believe in anything, but you should always convince yourself first. Conviction puts you in the situation to take responsibility for your knowledge. " He knocks on the dragon.

"If we set your sail of attention today jointly, then you will know, then you do not need to ask whether it is true or not."

"But back to the old prophecy. Thousands of years ago the people were more familiar with their forces inside than today. Thee people asked for the meaning of life. Will we continue a lifetime of walking on earth, will we even thousands of years to come do so. The people were restless and demanded answers. Thus the best of them began, the seer to extend their skills for looking in the future. The question of the future employed them for about three centuries, during which the Seer expanded their sight from millennium to millennium. They saw the Patriarchate, saw the war, were shocked and they were far beyond our present time too. "

"They saw the area fire. After a long-lasting millennium of spiritual darkness the knowledge came back to the people in everyday life. In hundreds of thousands the knowledge awakened in a short time and they know about each other. They start leading humanity from the darkness and create the new form of living in harmony with the life forms. The old seers saw that man suppressed the knowledge that nevertheless it continued to accumulate and will wake up one day and so today there is the contradictory situation that we face Saints who are not aware of their knowledge. "

"These people give their knowledge to others, again without being aware of it and without allowing the receiving to get aware of it. However, this spreading is limited. Someone who wants to pass on his knowledge needs energy and energy is not available unlimited in our spiritually dark millennium. Thus the spreading from the knowledge takes place slowly and we are still far away from the conflagration. "

"How convenient?" I say ironically.

He nods, "remain skeptical, I was too, so you must not think of yourself as being witted. Being witted would be to understand this knowledge. The logical consequence is if we meet in everyday life an unconscious man of knowledge we should help these people gathering energy, to support that they will eventually release mankind from the darkness. So you have to learn to recognize them in order to help them. "

He looks at me again, expectantly.

"But how do I recognize the unconscious man of knowledge and who were the old seer and how the story went further back then?"

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Setting the sail of attention II

"Let us talk about your first mistake Ray. We men of action do not act only. We do everything. We can be effective scholars, we find ways, we operate behind the scenes, all that we can do. The action we focus on, which is the characteristic of the man of action mind is a matter of the second attention. If I execute a manoeuvres of the attention in the second attention, then I see myself. With my whole body I am involved in something that does not exist in the first attention. There is a one to one relationship between body feeling in everyday life and experience of knowledge. A man of action remembers physically, so his actions becomes special. He knows what he has to do and in a second Step he has to explain it to others why he did the things the way he has done them - this is sometimes not so easy, because there is not always for each knowledge and every nuance of the body feeling a word. "

He looks at me in silence.

"And what is my mistake?"

While I ask him, he moves in the lips sync with my question.

"The mistake is easy explained. People can gather knowledge without being aware of it it in their daily awareness. It may be that they become aware of this only when they die and their energy prepares for the last trip, put in flowery words. Knowledge is always physically and not everyone who can put his knowledge immediately in overblown words and put it in glued pulp is a man of knowledge. You know, for example, already much more than you know that you know it, because you do not trust your body and the people around us, keep a secret in their bodies, that I'm going to explain if I'll explain your second mistake. But did you have the former mentioned mistake about men of action? "

"The fact that they bear their knowledge with them physically, but do not always have immediately words for it?"

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Setting the sail of attention

I visited the man of action. He sat in front of his house and he just worked on a dragon, which he had laid on his knees.

He didn't look at me, when I sat down near him, but talked to me while he worked concentrated on the dragon.

"Hello Ray, there you are, sit down. Today, we will talk about the sail of attention. But before we do that, I must explain a few mistakes you make. Mistakes, that hold you in a kind of Babylonian captivity. "

"Mistakes", how would you know?. We still have not talked with each other as much or spent as long a time together that you already could know what my mistakes are? "

"So it will work." He raised the dragon and smiled in satisfaction. He moved him in front of his head back and forth to test his flight characteristics. "Yes, it will work."

He put the dragon with a careful movement on the ground.

"But we know each other for thousands of years. Times have you been here and I sat where you have set yourself on the ground. Another time it was vice versa as it is now. So I know your mistakes as you will know mine when I will come to you. These are the types in us, the characters. Types in us, they prevent us from setting the sail of attention and bringing us the freedom to fly. "

"I was thousands of years ago already here?", I ask incredulously.

"Now, take it with a pinch of salt. Someone from your type was here and met a man of action and reversed a man of action was here and met someone from your type. Is it clear now?"

I nod. The idea to participate in a conversation that took place repeatedly for thousands of years repeatedly in the same manner fascinated me. What might it be, being so important that it was discussed again and again?

Dear reader, come back tomorrow find out the meaning of the setting of the sail of attention II and what mistakes do Ray believe in?

Cha Cha

"Cha, cha. Tadida dap dap because dap." I see someone very talented dance. I come closer to the danceer butn a hand seizes and holds me back. Before my eyes the Cha Cha Dancer transforms in something dark I do not unerstand.

"One more time saved in the last moment." The man of action wipes with an imaginary handkerchief the sweat from his forehead. In dreams you need restraint, given that we wander at the limits of the second attention, as far as we are doing.

"What is it?", I ask. "It seems to have rhythm and this rhythm seems to be like a Cha Cha rhythm."

"In fact, it lives here. A living creature of dreams."

"Could I meet this black thing if am awake?"

"You mean, whether it has outside the dreams a real body? Let us look. We will just see where the trail will lead, if we search for him, her or it that dreams. Come on."

We glide for a while. Controlled gliding through a dark brown level, and finally, we arrive at a reptile of the size of a sausage dog. He looks at me and smiles maliciously. "Well here you have your dreamer."

I look incredulously on the lizard and something tells me that he is kidding me. He loves to kid me. When I want to ask him why he is so fond of kidding me the Cha Cha dancer rushes through the air. I remember that it is in truth something black. It is falling down on the black lizard form and disappears inside. For a brief moment, I feel as if had beamed shortly from within the lizard, like someone would have opened a door to a lighted house and slammed again.

I dislike it here. It is difficult because things have never been so, as I know them. The lizard opens one eye. The eye has a strange hypnotic power. I take my view off her and she toddles on.

"So, now you know them. Why is this level dark brown?"

I shrug my shoulders, but then I realize it. Thousands of lizards are around here. And every now and again one opens his eye.

"If you wander here, and you are alone, then everything is fine, as long as you do not look these lizards in the eye. They can hold yourself, over weeks and months."

"Do you mean it honestly?"

He smiles maliciously. I hate it when he does that.

"Of course I mean that honestly. Come on, let's have a look."

We slide back slowly through the level and finally see a human dream-body before a lizard. He no longer moves, stands still.

I am trying to understand what is going on. Then i get it. The lizards are curious. They try to understand the hikers in their level and some of them seem to have learned to love Cha Cha too.

He whispers into my ear. "The dreamer slows to the speed of the lizards. For him, it seems only a moment to be, but there are very long hours and a person should not be that long dream of his body separated."

"Can you call your dream body back if he hangs somewhere?"

"Sure."

"And what about that?" I asked impatiently.

"Do not know, I have never done. Come. Well, here it is boring." And we glide off to an uncertain new dream.

Brave ?

"Are you brave?"

I hate it when he asks something like that. If I say yes, then anything will happen that will make me shudder. If I say no, I die of curiosity because he won't tell me, as long as I do not ask for it. My decision, my risk.

"Why?" Time gained.

"What I would like to show you is for courageous people."

"I am not a coward."

"Well, we will take that answer as Yes. You can come along."

We go outside through the front door.

"Outside there is a predator. Eats people."

I look around me, in all the innocent landscape is not a living creature to see. "Well, where then? I see nothing."

"I can not point toward it now. We take a little stroll, it will wet the predator's appetite and he will come to get us. If it is hungry, it will have to make a choice between you or me."

"What's the benefit that we serve someone as appetizers running around before his nose?"

He scratches his head and starts several times in a row as if he wanted to say something. It looks like he is gasping for breath like a fish at land. Then he finally says, "I don't know", and we go. I follow him. He is crazy I think, nuts, and yet I sometimes find myself in the process that I am looking around. Is there something that follows us?

"The evolution is well done. Predators have a fine nose. If they smell fear it has the same meaning as if we were in a country hostel while the bell rings for dinner."

"I have no fear", and that is not a lie, because I honestly do not believe in predators.

We go for a while and finally sit down on a dead fallen over tree. He smiles at me relaxed.

"This spot the predator prefers. We are served, so to speak."

"Who is it?"

"He smiles. Some million years ago evolution had to decide whether humans should exist or not. Humans are very special creatures. They can reflect on themselves. They can find out why things happen inside them. You are inwardly reflective coated. We look all the time into a mirror of our own, but the mirror is just a mirror, not more. "

Before us a beautiful sunset begins while on a meadow in sight a hunter climbs a stance.

"There is your carnivore. He has no hunger. He needs not to kill for surviving, he kills in order to experience the death of other living creatures."

"Ha ha," I say triumphantly. "As if! Predators huh?"

"Do not be happy too early. Over there he may look bad. And there," he points to the forest edge, where a few deers are looking, "I have recently been a bit feeding." He points to food that is not close to us is placed.

"Do you think he can tell us apart from the deer?"

"Certainly - I hope, at least."

"Well, back to the point, what I want to say with the situation here is, people can use their mirrors, they do it often, but not because they are predators, and thus we are back in the decision of evolution. Evolution had to decide whether humans would be predator or a herbivore. Well a seat on the stance or on the lawn. Evolution chose the predator. And evolution will only know whether the choice was a wise one, if humans use the mirror for their predator nature. "

The deer are courageous and dare to go a little bit out of the thicket, determined to come into our direction to the food.

"Well, let's go."

He stands up. Automatically I follow his example, but somehow I wait for a bang.

"Do not worry, this is a hunting ground border. Over there he would love to lure the deer over the border. On this side the deer and we are still safe. " He grins satisfied.

"What happens if the people examine their natural predator in the inner mirror."

"They are free of having to be a predator, they become something else, new to what the evolution expected of us, because I do not believe that the earth has been given to us, to dominate her. I think we are assigned to earth as a kind of reader with the task to love her, to tell her stories and ... "

"And ..."

"He sighed, to protect her live, because the earth lives."

Hacked Off

He rubbed his hands, then clapped his hands for a few times and ran on the spot. He smiled in a exaggerated manner and looked a little bit stupid.
"Why do you do that?", I wanted to know.
"This reminds me of how some people exert themselves, full of determination they warm up, and then run on the spot. "
"But that is silly," I protested.
"But it is exhausting," he said nodding with his head. "I could not spend hours trotting on the spot. Eventually, I start sweating and then I will come out of breath."
"What do you want me to say?" I asked annoyed.
"You?" He fluted harmlessly.
"What I wanted you to say. Every technology, every knowledge is useless if we do not move from our position. When the day is over, look around and ask yourself what am I seeing today unlike yesterday. If you have an answer, then you are there, where I would like you to be. "
"No matter what the answer is?"
"Sure."

Passing On With Common Sense

I have no to be a mystic in order to do myself a great favour. Many people suffer from stress. One goal is to achieve and usually the stress means that the time to achieve the goal is limited. Some people believe that humans are not capable of producing top-output without such a push.
There is another approach. If I do anything as it would be the last time in my life, then I am on a highway to maximum efforts. Unnecessary and distracting business is avoided, because there will be no second attempt and no refill. There is only this one moment and I am prepared best and the advantage is: I will get maximum benefits without the negative effects of stress. Because the drawing nigh of my end frees me internally, no negative energy can reach me.

Tip: Do everything as if it were the last time on earth and you have achieved more than decades of meditations or 'secret knowledge' could change you.

Inner Choice

Something, that every person can do, who wants to get in no contact with anything other than the everyday world is the following. He can make it clear that he decided consciously for the every-day world. Many people know that other people make mistakes, and that other people meander and they would never do the same.

Furthermore, they could always be aware of their decision, such as: I decided in favor for my everyday world because:

* I am where everything is known.

* I believe that i am among a community of righteous people.

* I am in harmony with the tradition of my family.

* Because I never want to end in a lunatic asylum.

* Or, or, or.


If I am aware of the everyday life and decide against other viewpoints, then the reasons are clear to me. As a byproduct, I can usually accept other people' s decision who chose deliberately a different world view. Only if I feel insecure about my position, I feel threatened through alien perspectives.

A bird who has the fear of flying, will perhaps join the ostriches.
A lion who becomes a vegetarian will perhaps graze with the antelope.
And a man with no fear of foreign viewpoints, can join all people. He lives in a rich world and is blessed. He knows that the world of people is a conscious inner choice.

The Essence of Man

Four wise men stood at the grave of a master. On the gravestone was the question: What is the essence of man?

"The man consist of such a high percentage of water, that the essence of his nature must be water," claimed one of the wise men.

"But no," replied the second. "By getting older the person takes on weight. He stores fat tissue. His essence is the fat. For only the essence will prevail over the years, "claimed a second wise man.

"No ", replied the third wise man waving his hand, "the essence of man is air. His soul is not in the water, nor in the fat or elsewhere in the body, his essence is air. "

Finally the fourth wise man contradicted. "And the mummies, is not what lasts the longest bones and bones? Man's essence is hard as stone. "

The wise men stood in a circle and everyone waited to be given credit.

Then the spirit of the master rose of the grave and spoke. "The essence of man is water, air, bone and fat alike. The man flows like water through his life, hoards inventories, he bears them on his bones wandering around in the end everything dissolves into air. Man's essence is - the change, he will create new order after new order.

Four wise men stood at the grave of te master and nodded. Then they went off each of them in a different direction than the one from which he had come.

A Bird Goes Stalking

A bird stands on a meadow. He watches the grass. Then, too fast for the eye to realize the motion in detail, he picks . An earthworm flounders in its beak. The bird swallows it.

A cat jumps on the bird, hardly after the worm was eaten. One moment after the bird is gobbled, a hunter will shoot the cat and lets his dog retrieve her.

Had the hunter shot the cat a moment earlier, it would have been spared the bird. But many worms would have died, eaten by this particular bird.

Had the hunter shot the bird, the worms would have been saved, and the cat would have survived, and perhaps many birds would have been eaten by the cat.

Had the worms the ability to grasp birds legs and draw them into the earth, the worms would have quickly eradicated the birds, and many worm lives would be saved, but some cat will starve, and a plague of insects may result.

Everything is connected with everything. If every human tries to stay as long as possible alive, and take as little as possible other beings life, then the system remains in balance, and the death has the lowest prey.

II. Sex is dangerously, from an esoterical point of view?

In this blog occasionally the topic life energy will be treated. I use the experiences of over thirty years of meditation.

The man of action says, “We would have heard of it, if Sex were dangerous. Then it would be well-known for centuries.”

The scholar adds, “but he means, do people loose energy, if they engage in a sexual relationship.”

“Why should that probably be? ”, the man of action asks. “I mean, you could examine people before having sex and afterwards. What would be the expected results?”

The student, “people would have a hole in the aura?”

Both men laugh roaring up. “A hole in the aura, you are joking. Imagine how an aura is built. It consists of energy threads. These threads cannot stop in between then keep on running. Either the threads are there or not. “ The scholar waves denyingly.

“However in some books it is written of holes which will develop in your aura, of energy loss? ”, the student asks unimpressed of the laughter. “Why then is it told and how could you explain to others, that no energy loss takes place?”

The man of action shrugs. “I don't know, I would like to point out another criterion. If people have the feeling to experience too few or too much Sex then they feel uneasy. Their attention is drawn again and again to the topic. It requires time, which can perhaps be better spent than to think about the frequency of sexual intercourse in general or especially related to yourself. In most cases you will find another reason for the behaviour of men. They derive their value as a man of the frequency they encounter women. If I can show off many adventures, then I am a special man - otherwise i maybe a looser. “

“I agree with my worthy previous speaker ", the scholar says, “and I can support his remarks with some theory. If you want to meditate, if you learn to bundle internally your energy, to focus energy on certain intentions, then a picture of yourself in which you fail is not helpful. Le us assume, you would like to become a successful stage designer and train eagerly for this goal. You focus your intention on this goal and support it with meditative pictures. After you direct thus your energy toward the goal, you become sad in your daily life, because of the sad state of your love-affairs. This sad feeling is generated by an low self-image of yourself, an image of you being powerless in life. “

The sun woman says, “and that is the point, when men go bug us women. They come, want attention and love, but I feel uneasiness the entire time. That does not have anything to do with me, I am in a blue funk, which sticks to me and I ask myself, where does it come from? “

The moon woman nods confirmingly. “As a woman, you would not like to take blue funk feeling of the men in exchange for love. What do I gain? He gets the feeling that he is able to defeat the world and i however feel down ? “

Sun woman nods. “No woman would want it.”

The scholar amends, “thus, the conviction is independent, a man must have success with women, of their moods…”

The sun woman protests, “well-being - not moods - well-being!”

The scholar nods, “ arr, independently of the well-being of the women, an mistake. You can be successfully with women fail in your profession and in reverse. Sex is no link, these are two different things. “

The moon woman adds, “we women choose the men, all the same what men might believe themselves. If we choose our partner, then he can imagine, he would have enticed us, but that is fancy. “

“Success comes only, if you don't force things ", the man of the action maintains. “Success consists of recognizing, where things become possible, where opportunities arise and to seize them. That is success. “

The scholar concludes. “Perhaps thus you create yourself possibilities, which you do not seize then, because you are to busy thinking of the stat of your love affairs. “

The man of action continues, “or you run against the wall, because you think - I defeat the world, I just had Sex. To have sex is one thing, to have an opportunity for goals you gave yourself in life, is a completely separate thing. “

The moon woman draws also her conclusion. “Thus men lose much energy if the are occupied with women in order to feel themselves as real men.”

“And then mistaking spending time us women with counting the numbers of sex adventures.”

The moon woman yawns, “that are very simple structures .”
“Those to check out every now and then prove to be difficult", adds the scholar.

“However back to your question”, the man of action says. “How could you recognize, if one is weakened by Sex? Now that is simple. “

“You need a calm moment, undisturbed of everything. Then imagine, you carry a heavy load, not to big so you can carry her for a long time. This picture represents your energy level. “

“Then recall your last intimate moment and continue to carry the load in your conception. If you have to carry more weight after your love encounter, then you lost energy. If the weight hot easier, you won energy. Does the load feel the same nothing changed. Your energy balance is the same. That is so simple. “

The scholar, south woman and the moon woman nods. “We all made this exercise already.”

“And? ”, the student asks.

“You do not lose energy, there is no effect.”

“And why then some people maintain it?”

“ That is the question about the motivation of these people”, says the scholar

to be continued.


What is your opinion. Why do some people state that physical love makes you weak?