Post by wernertrpPost by Hendrik BohmHi wernertrp,
Post by wernertrpHerzliche Gr��e, Licht und Liebe sendet Euch
Wieviele Stufen befindet sich diese Gruppe wohl unter Gurdjieff Niveau ?
was hast Du denn gegen Gurdi?
Der war doch genial, hat sich seine G�rten anlegen und renovieren
lassen. Muss man erstmal hinkriegen, sich solche Sch�ler zu
besorgen...
Btw, ich biete immer noch, f�r besondere Sch�ler eine einzigartige
Einweihung in die `Wahre Weisse Bruderschaft` an. Nur ernsthafte
Sch�lerInnen werden aufgenommen.
MfG *Hendrik*
--
Der verlorenste aller Tage ist der,
an dem man nicht gelacht hat.
(Nicolas Chamfort)
Hat Gurdjieff in der Prieure eine Garten gehabt ?
Wer hat die Gartenplege betrieben.
Oder hat G. dort Schwanzpflege betrieben.
Es wird behauptet er hatte 70 Frauen.
Manche speiste er abends mit Bonbons ab.
Aber nicht jede.
Ein Magier
Ein heulender Heiler
Ein Teppichhändler
Ein Ölmagnat
Ein Nazi
Ein Privatier
Ein Reisender
Ein Gestoppter
Ein ...
uvam.
"The Death of Gurdjieff in the Foothills of Georgia."
This is Kaput.
This is chapter 1.)
There will be no chapter two, three, four, ...
This is not for our all and everyone ants neither for the very few fucking gods.
This is not written for the ordinary follower of any kind of religion, secret sect or cult or esoteric
teaching/working school neither for those who will save our earth and/or mankind.
It's only written for me.
Do not start this journey - you are plunging into the dark - here is a little lamp -
- I show you how to rub it - make shure you know-how-to-rub-it.
I'm no author and have no office or secretary and I shit onto followers.
But those may follow who have the courage to stand alone.
I have no copyrights and hold no patents on my writings.
You may copying, changing, rearranging, falsifying, claim authorship or distribute
this writings into your own manner and fashion.
Eh boy, remember, there is no truth in words nor books or bibles; - perhaps in science ?
This is a complete open nosystem like the universe.
It is not created neither destroyed by Gods/Kali. It's mere like La'hut, the infinite negative void.
It's a running dance,
a running dance,
run, run,
dance, dance.
Man is only fodder for what: For Gods, for superhumans, for aliens, for himself ?
Remember: Not why is the question.
Ask how.
I can give the solution to you, but: can you take it ?
And if you take it I'm not responsible if you explode into the expanding universe.
If you are searching for the ultimate deeper understanding of all and everything I cannot help you.
But I can help you when your search has come to an end.
This nosystem is not for you who trust in religion or humanity or philosophy or science
or WORK or art or psychology or family or sports or health or money or entertainment or esoteric
or ...
This nosystem is unholy dark and will give you never any kind of satisfaction.
You cannot share it with your best friend, family or neighbor.
Your way of looking to things inside and outside is completely different to mine.
We share not the same background neither the future development.
A short while we are travelling together. This way comes to a split and we are separated.
So, every union will be separated. My god is not stability, love, power, creation, devotion,
knowledge, wisdom, freedom, peace, blessing, health, money, nature, present, it is ...
Running around in fucking circles and playing in someones backyard.
I give no secret teachings, no recommandations, no help, no opinion, no guide, no commands, ...
Man is not the crown of the evolution/revolution/transmutation, it's a short time side trip-split.
So I'm not interested in spiritual teachers, prophets, pyramid builders, artists, clowns,
master-gurus, obyvatels, guild-masters, ...
If you are meeting a fire-walker-ego-session put some screws (M10) into the glowing wood,
invite the walkers and see the dancing bears.
Do you hear me, do you feel me, do you grill me, do you kill me ?
I know nothing, I understand nothing, I can do nothing, I'm interested in nothing.
My IQ is with the level of asphalt.
Now I'm well prepared.
I have stopped in my tracks now here ...
Good bye, good luck, trust only yourself.
In a random order and a nickname session:
Jiddu Krishnamurti (A famous FOG-TALKER)
U.G. Krishnamurti (He makes a real reboot after his total system crash)
John G. Bennett (Hat der etwa G. verstanden?)
Georg I. Gurdjieff (Bei ihm wurde heißer gegessen als gekocht.)
Piotr D. Ouspensky (Mit 3-fachen Knoten in den Gehirnwindungen.)
Paul Brunton (Traveller)
Alice A. Bailey (harmless)
Robert Anton Wilson (harmless)
Thomas Ring (Geschwulst)
Jane Roberts (Medium)
Swami Narayanananda (Impotent)
Anton Hynkel (der kleine Mann hat ein Geräusch gemacht)
Der Nazarener (Founder of an ancient religious split path)
Gautama the Buddha (Founder of an ancient religious split path)
Mohammed (Prophet and founder of an ancient religious split path)
Idries Shah (Harmless)
Ron-TRON Hubbard (Gelungene Operation Mindfuck)
Keith Sherwood (Krank oder gesund ?)
Shinichi Seike (Und wieder ist es einigen gelungen zu fliegen.)
Wilhelm Reich (Fucking Orgon-Boxer)
Friedrich Nietzsche (Jedermann/frau bekannt, wenn er hat Verstand)
Adolf Martin Oppel (Grießbreifresser)
Oriella (Steigts du aus der Badewanne, füll' das Wasser in die Kanne)
Alfred Richard Orage (G.'s Darling)
Jan Cox (Nickname Chicago. Top secret: He never met G.)
Paul Twitchell (Paule der Faule Copyrighter-copywriter von Heckankar)
Darwin Gross (Meister der Weiber)
Harold Klemp (Wurde im Juni 1982 von mir für vogelfrei erklärt)
Omar Kayyam (Übersetzung von Edward Fitzgerald, leider vergriffen)
Professor D.Lane (Makes pee to a foot of Paule der Faule)
Vissarion (Macht Feuer in Sibirien)
werner winzig (He has finished)
Dieser Spass ist ernst gemeint.