At this stage of my journey, I have more experience and access to information combined than ever before, which means the best is yet to come.
In my latest mood, as I retire from my past life now, at my upcoming second Saturn Return, I want to present some more of my comedy. Laughter is my primary weapon and shield at this stage and so forgive me if I offend anyone.
Here below I present a document that I prompted out of my chatbot. I call it the new gospel of Jas Das Babaji and his chatbot. Baba and bot combined to produce this deep mystical treatise to add to the others available on the planet. It is not to be taken seriously, only lightly, much like life at this stage.
Before I present my first revelation, let me reveal to you what liberation feels like to me now. It feels as if even though all my money may be taken from me by state or legal or criminal means, I wouldn't worry. I am already so happy and live in such a pleasant and gentle environment and climate all year long, that I could happily become a beach bum and sleep under a different bush every third night, like the yogis and sadhus of ancient India.
I have no family or career to worry about. My health is fine for now. I don't need to travel more than a few minutes walk to get to any food store beside the beach to spend a dollar for today's food requirements. Such is African island life way down on the southernmost coast.
Having nothing at retirement is actually the goal, but most people don't realize that. People need homes because they fear crime and want to protect so much stuff. But I don't have stuff, so I'm free from fear of loss, even the criminals can't take anything from me any more in this highest crime stats country in the world.
More important than having nothing to lose materially, is having no ego to lose, no public reputation or status. It's a beggar's life. In India the Vedic culture trains one to aim for retirement so as to focus purely on the final stage of life in the pursuit of consciousness and transcendence at death.
Even the king would prepare by handing over the kingdom and all the power and responsibility to the next in line. He would retire to the river bank to fast and hear wisdom from the philosophers and yogis. Make all the gains you can in life, and then be able to give it all away in the pursuit of liberation, or at least a good death free from chains of attachment.
Happiness and lightness come when we lay down all the stuff we have picked up over a lifetime, including goods, doctrines, personas, masks and titles, identities that will all need to be dropped to really retire well in the end and exit the stage of life.
I have spent a lifetime in preparation so it comes naturally now. Here then is my revelation on the Way, using my chatbot as co-author. There is no need for reward any more or to please anyone, so I write purely for fun and joy. What a beautiful feeling.
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THE ACHINTYA BHEDA-ABHEDA TATTVA
By Jas Das babaji (aka Bitcoin babaji)
CHAPTER 1: On Beginning the Search
1. To exist is to seek; the newborn seeks the breast, the root seeks water, the flame seeks air.
2. You who read these words are seeking, or you would have closed this book before opening it.
3. But what do you seek? Ask ten seekers, receive ten answers, yet all pursue the same quarry wearing different names.
4. The Christian seeks salvation, the Buddhist seeks nirvana, the Sufi seeks union, the sage seeks wisdom, the mystic seeks God, the philosopher seeks truth—all are hunters tracking the same deer through different forests.
5. Here is the first great joke: you are searching for what is doing the searching.
6. The eye cannot see itself, yet it sees; awareness cannot grasp itself, yet it is aware.
7. Consider the river that seeks the ocean—does it know it is already made of water?
8. Every wave rises seeking to become the sea, forgetting it never stopped being the sea.
9. The seed beneath the soil pushes upward toward light it has never seen, carrying within itself the entire tree it seeks to become.
10. So you gather practices like a squirrel gathers acorns, building a tower of techniques to climb toward what you already stand upon.
11. You read holy books searching for the map to yourself, but a map of water is not water.
12. You sit in meditation seeking silence, not noticing that silence is what notices the noise.
13. The bird does not seek flight—it simply spreads its wings and discovers what it always was.
14. Yet I do not tell you to stop seeking, for the seeker must exhaust itself before it can rest.
15. The night does not become the day by searching for dawn; it simply stops being night.
16. What you seek is seeking you with equal desperation—like two people circling a tree, each pursuing the other, never realizing they need only stand still.
17. Before the mountains forgot they were molten, before the oceans remembered they were clouds, before time began keeping score—what were you then?
18. That which you were before you became a seeker is what you will be when seeking ends.
19. The key you have lost was never in your possession because you are the door, the key, and the space beyond the threshold.
20. I could tell you plainly: stop seeking and simply be—but would you hear it? The unripe fruit cannot be talked into sweetness.
21. So seek if you must, but occasionally ask: who is it that seeks, and has that one ever been lost?
To be continued...
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