Arjuna Ronin

WHEELS: AND HONESTY: CANTHURTME:

We start the podcast slow between brief pauses, and we revisit a practice that comes from our history together as friends. You can expect the intellect to have a chair here, and the tea in the kettle — is silence. (ep. 5) So many interesting threads I’d like to listen to over. #documentingreality

After two days of binge eating and depression, I’m back on schedule. ⁣ ⁣ Lots of things go right when I’m able to show up and execute; Discipline is a mandatory skill. ⁣ I share this with you because it is also important to be accountable, and I want you to be able to trust all of my posts as regular and authentic parts of my life.⁣ ⁣ My intentions are to reveal my rallies of thought and spread a coherent message from authentic experience. It is important to believe that things can change, to say that there is a way, and to believe that there is one. ⁣ ⁣ Because you cannot manifest a future vision from a place of lack... ⁣

Women seem to be more naturally aligned to muses of nature; Wired more readily to a matrix, that men might more readily resist. To buy his way into this initiation... Which embody’s an apple that he must acquire in his search for meaning. This purely prudent man finally finds his Soul singularly salvaged by perseverance and abandon. This man must be able to develop an intuition for the threads that underlie all of his facts, and further, he must muster up the will to win over his comrades by creating a future worth fulfilling. That’s a high-masculine tale, ringing equally as true as a Feminine One I’ve heard;

I am — showing you my name and let me say again, welcome. I invite you to take you in laughter.

MUSE : BIRTH

As I am listening to birds chip by the window, reflecting on my role in the world, a poem by William Ernest Henley trembles forth to my mind:⁣ ⁣ ‘Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.⁣ ⁣ In the fell clutch of circumstance, I have not winced nor cried aloud.⁣ Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.⁣ ⁣ Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid.⁣ ⁣ It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll,⁣ I am the master of my fate,⁣ I am the captain of my soul.’⁣ ⁣ I love that poem. I love that poem. It summons the human spirit to recall the values at my core. Invictus, meaning “unconquerable” or “undefeated” in Latin, was a poem written while Henley was in the Hospital, being treated for tuberculosis of the bone.⁣ ⁣

In a way. People long for exhaustion. I long for exhaustion; I long for an atmosphere that can arise at the end of the day. ⁣⁣⁣⁣ I crave the ambiance of silence set by 6PM in my center. Body tells me when rest is earned. ⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣⁣ My nomadic nature, likes the journey and discards all things. I choose a goal that cannot be achieved in this life and it flocks color - to this second. ⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣⁣ My aim is the orienting process. that’s why the way is my dream; an openness to disorder, a claim to touch the top. And where is the top? above is in the middle. the top is right here. Only realized in practice. ⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣⁣ While constantly practicing. Becoming practicing. Instilling the body with the traumas that fortify - in the trials with our natural world. with unknown that is everything.⁣⁣⁣⁣

The dragon - is his mother, and it comes bearing three gifts. ⁣ The first - asks to secure his armor, and bear his dreary fists. ⁣ ⁣ His allegiance goes to nature, for that which allows her in; His passion for the selective muse, that draws the line within. ⁣ ⁣ The dragon is his chaos, the second gift to tame the blackness. ⁣ Across the ridge it rises, and starts to make him conscious.

I Am Powerful, ⁣⁣⁣ And as Uncle Ben said, great power goes hand in hand with great responsibility. All my actions and their forerunners are important to me.⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ Swami also told me that sometimes I could lose control and react irrationally to emotions and passions...He stressed the importance of observing the emotions before the emotions; Watch the patterns just before the injuries, And further adapt these patterns through life situations - Orient your-self around higher principles and the study of this beautiful savage;⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ That means while I am able to comprehend circumstances, “I will gladly change; for I seek the truth by which no man was ever injured. But he is injured who abides in his error and ignorance.” — Marcus Aurelius⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ A steady attention is being bridged by the rapid and material sounds of my clicking-rope. If these sounds feel far away from me, I feel this whisper — and wait.⁣ ✊

Things change, that's the nature of my experience. I now convey - that this experience I have is a change; In itself exists in an emptiness and vastness ... When I speak, there are no words, I see only sounds and illusions ... and somehow one infiltrates the other. My voice shakes this select frequency around the center — and the forerunning waves affect us all when the center is touched. Welcome back.

I love you so much. This is a message that we are not told enough. A message that gives us strength, ⁣ Maybe because it activates the heart and the heart sends energy to the brain coherently.⁣ ⁣ People are weakened by neglect and doubts, and the repeated exposure thereof. Be clear that their intentions were for the good, even those of the father.⁣ ⁣ I consider myself...the most fortunate to have the message I needed most. ⁣ ⁣ Many start to believe they are the things others say to us. The times a loved one said we were lazy or stupid or inadequate, left a burn on the mind. It’s okay they did. They were rather burned up themselves. It was not intentional. They were not evil.⁣ ⁣ In many ways, they were successful in making a strong sun. We must thank them.⁣

You do understand, You’re also not perfect. It’s not about being perfect, I’m about structure, over-time.⁣ That’s the way I was taught. To live my life one step at a time, simplify, and write.⁣

I’m reading a book, called the Happiness Hypothesis by Haidt.⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ It says that happiness isn’t something we ever have, not permanently. Physiologically it’s more of something that can happen by outlining aims. ⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ This is the way the brain is working. We set an aim, a big aim, and then every step we take towards that aim - the brain releases joy, and satisfaction.⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ My aim is mental and physical mastery. So every step that I take towards that, fills me up daily with contentment and joy. The spaces in between that, I empty my mind. ⁣⁣⁣ Every time I make tea, or do a pushup, or eat my one meal ... I believe it is progress, and that satisfies me. ⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ Most people do not have good aims, and I don’t believe they know how to take the steps towards that aim, and they also don’t seem to understand - that aims should be ‘beyond’ achieving. Because people do not like to win, they like to try to win.⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ We love the journey, to which we are the creators. #nomadic #mentality ⁣⁣

This is not my favorite talk, but I really enjoy Jeremy’s grace in these 20 minutes. Jeremy starts with communicating changes in his life, and a new found openness to making his eggs. The random ‘Om’ sounds are from me. At the 11minute mark our acquaintance ‘Jordan’ comes in complaining about home life.

Adriel and Jeremy chats 003. “what exists there even when we go to sleep?” . ‘Grandfather’ chimes in - a minute into - the audio chat. He asks me about cheese and growing mushrooms out of cheese. A moment or several later, our neighbor turns on the vacuum. Unbothered, we patiently sit outside and carry on our natural discussion.

Repeating Affirmations For Myself.

Sounds: ‘Amrita Tatva Satya Sankalpa Paramashivoham, Sri-paramahamsa Nithyananda’

Philosophical chat about death between friends.