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mayasaura · 1 year
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do you think tamsyn is intentionally drawing a connection between the Buddhist eightfold path and the eightfold word?
the eightfold path is supposed to lead to liberation from the cycle of rebirth (I’m drawing a parallel to lyctoral immortality) and the last element is right samadhi which is often described as “meditative absorption or union” (a parallel to the consumption of the cavalier and absorption of the soul)
idk just food for thought i’ve been mulling over
I've been pondering this for a while myself. I've never heard the word "eightfold" used in any other context. Like, it could very much be a coincidence because #-fold is a Portentous Word Form, and eight Houses contributed to the theorum, but let's assume for now there is a connection.
I would say it's less of a parallel and more of a reflection. This framing of the Eightfold Word would make it kind of a warped mirror of the Eightfold Path.
Following the Eightfold Path delivers you from samsara, right? The ultimate purpose is to break the cycle of reincarnation that binds a person to the worlds of mundane suffering. That last element, right samadhi, it's about the illusion of existence being transcended in meditation to see the true nature of being. The Path leads to understanding of the self as transient—an illusion created by a much larger whole. Or something like that. I'm not a priest or bodhisattva, or even a scholar dedicated to understanding these things.
Speaking the Eightfold Word is entirely the opposite. The lyctors have subsumed the other into the self, making the self the center of their being. They haven't been freed from the cycle so much as they've jammed the wheel, leaving themselves trapped in the suffering of their existence for, theoretically, eternity.
I don't know if it's an intentional reference or not, but I do enjoy considering the implications of lyctorhood from that perspective. John and the lyctors have become so consumed by their obsession with the self and ensuring its continuance, it's broken all the bonds that would make them part of a larger whole in this life and left them each alone together in their own private hells. Speaking the Eightfold Word means that they'll never reach the other shore.
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glossglamour · 17 days
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HINDI ? ON HOUSE MD ??
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determinate-negation · 9 months
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The old systems of expression- for instance, the scripts of the most ancient languages- betray vagueness in a variety of ways which we would not tolerate in our writing today.
Freud, Introductory Lectures on Psychoanalysis
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camilleisdrawing · 1 year
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don't make the goddess angry
भिन्दानो हृदयमसाहि नोदवज्रः Śiśupālavadha 8.39.
(commissions open! dm me on ig: camilleisdrawing or tw: camilleisdrawin for more info)
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borgiabeacon · 17 hours
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The Endless Epic: Mahābhārata
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Heard of Mahābhārata? This ancient Indian epic is about ten times the length of Homer's Iliad and Odyssey combined.
Meaning: it never ends.
Its longest version consists of over 100,000 śloka or over 200,000 individual verse lines (each śloka is a couplet), and long prose passages. At about 1.8 million words in total, the Mahābhārata is about four times the length of the Rāmāyaṇa, compiled as oral and written stories between 3rd century BCE and the 4th century CE.
It is an ultra-marathon of moral conundrums, philosophical dilemmas, and the classic tussle between team good and team evil, all rolled into an astonishing narrative feast.
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unhonestlymirror · 8 months
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Many of you, guys, perceive Lithuania the same way English colonizers perceived Indian women in sari. Shall I tell you this story?
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opje · 9 months
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For the love of all that is holy, please stop saying that Robert was a Communist. You are completely misunderstanding who he was as a person if you honestly believe that that was the only political ideology that he subscribed to. He believed in aspects of Communism, and he realized after two of his friends returned from Russia that true Communism could never be achieved. He believed in giving to the people who were going to get shit done, but he himself was a New Deal Democrat (aka a Socialist). I am so heartbroken that people to this day continue to call the man a Communist when he made it clear to Chevalier that he had never been one. This was long after his security clearance was removed that he said this after Chevalier wrote a shit book that was so clearly based off of Robert. No doubt to sell more copies, but thankfully most of the scientific community and historians knew that that was bullshit.
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blakelivelygf · 9 months
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cillian murphy really read the bhagvad gita in preparation for oppenheimer....everytime i think he can't surprise me anymore he does
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roaringwish · 2 years
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“If someone does not want me it is not the end of the world.
But if I do not want me, the world is nothing but endings.”
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meowyoi · 9 months
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oppenheimer thoughts: really good but what's with the dick riding scenes. and it's not just like ooh sex gross like both of them are weird 😭
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xx-vergil-xx · 1 year
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*wwe announcer voice*: in this corner we have 50 pages of reading and a discussion post due at midnight and in the opposite corner–– oh, wait–– oh–– oh–– and ladies and gentlemen it’s a  46 chapter immaculately written 150k house md fic we just found on ao3 with a steel chair–––
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elliebearart · 1 year
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"Oh, mighty Love, thine arrows are made of flowers. How can they be so sharp?" -- Kalidasa, Shakuntala
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ahaura · 1 year
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having a normal one tonight while scouring the dictionary of a dead language <3
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andrasta14 · 9 months
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Oh man...I do so love looking over my bookshelves and happening upon yet another example of my delusions of grandeur. 👀
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Like, girl, when exactly were you planning on teaching yourself Sanskrit???? 🤣
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hinsaa-paramo-dharma · 11 months
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Adi Shankaracharya
Aryamba didn't knew what to feel. She could not believe that she had just allowed her beloved son Shankara to become a hermit. Shankara had decided to become a hermit in the age when other children are oblivious to the meaning of hermitage. He had learned the teachings of the Vedas and Upanishads even before the age of eight years and had them entirely memorised. Shankara made his mother proud. But of course that didn't mean that she was not reluctant about making her son leave all attachments behind. After she had lost her husband, Shankara was the only one who gave her the purpose to live and now with him too leaving her, how will she be able to survive?
Yes, she had known this day would come. She had known this even before Shankara's birth. Lord Shiva himself had told her this in her dream. She was well informed that her child is an incarnation of Mahadeva too, but a mother's heart still can't bear part from her son no matter if he is the God of Gods. He was still her little Shankara. Her dear son. But he won't be that anymore. Now, he will dedicate his life for the well being of the world. Now, he won't have these worldly relations, he will be a monk, a sanyasi.
Shankara approached his mother to give a last good-bye. He had took off all the jewelleries that Aryamba used to adorn him in, the only things that he had graced himself with was a rudraksh maala and his janeyu. A Saffron dhoti was the only piece of garment he wore. "Mother, it is time for me to leave now." Shankara said. Aryamba knew she couldn't do anything to stop this to happen now. She agreed, fighting back tears. But a few tears slipped from her eyes nonetheless.Shankara reached towards her to wipe them gently and then embraced her in a hug. She pulled apart after a long time and whispered "Will you promise me something, Shankara?". He nodded even before Aryamba could explain further. He wanted to do everything he could to make his mother feel better. She continued "I want you to do my last rites.". A hermit is not allowed to take participation in any event that is related to the worldly relations he has left, it is considered impure and is condemned in society but even if he knew this, Shankara didn't reneged on the promise. He hugged her one last time and then left, leaving the illusions behind to embrace the real world.
Shankara needed a mentor, a guru to guide him through the scriptures and teach him the actual means to connect with the divine. After walking a long distance of 2000 kilometres he arrived in Omkareshwar near the banks of the holy Narmada. There, he was informed that there was an enlightened sage, Govinda Bhagvadpada who was deep in meditation in a cave by the Narmada. Shankara wanted to meet the Rishi and pray to him to become his guru. As he was making his way towards the cave believed to be the place where the sage is in, the waves of the Narmada started rising up. In only a matter of seconds, the waves turned so violent that the nearby places got flooded. The peasants present there started screaming and crying for help as the waves grew so much that they reached the adjacent village. All except Shankara. He didn't felt terrified even if the waves came close to him, as they came close to the Rishi 's cave. The soul is eternal at the end, what would a river do to harm it? One's spirit belongs to the supreme reality, the pram bhrama himself that makes one's soul more powerful than anything in this materialistic world, so why would did river terrify him? He took his kamandalu and put it in front of the Narmada. The river calmed down immediately. Govinda Bhagvadpada had witnessed it all with his eyes. He could not believe that a child can have this much power to calm the mighty Narmada. He felt divine, like a call from God himself. Govinda Bhagvadpada was astonished. He approached Shankara, stunned. Shankara bowed down to him and after blessing him, he asked "Who are you?"
Govinda Bhagvadpada did not knew that the answer to his question will become the beginning of a new philosophy, a verse that will start the Advaita, a verse that will enlighten the whole world about what atman is.
मनोबुद्ध्यहङ्कार चित्तानि नाहं
न च श्रोत्रजिह्वे न च घ्राणनेत्रे ।
न च व्योम भूमिर्न तेजो न वायुः
चिदानन्दरूपः शिवोऽहम् शिवोऽहम् ॥
Neither am I the mind nor intelligence or ego,
Neither am I the organs of hearing (ears), nor that of tasting (tongue), smelling (nose) or seeing (eyes),
Neither am I the sky, nor the earth, neither the fire nor the air,
I am Shiva, the supreme auspiciousness of the nature of consciousness-bliss.
I am Shiva, the auspiciousness.
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wisdom-and-such · 2 years
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“This body ends as ash, dry dust, or slime, And ultimately shit, no essence left. Consumed, evaporated, rotted down– Thus know its nature: to disintegrate.
The ground, Mount Meru, and the oceans too  Will be consumed by seven blazing suns; Of things with form no ashes will be left, No need to speak of puny, frail man.
It’s all impermanent... So if you’re not to stay there refugeless...  drag your mind away, O King...”.
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