Piccolo bignami di sopravvivenza interiore - Leonardo Anfolsi

Small internal survival cheat sheet

December 27, 2024 Leonardo Anfolsi

My reply to a dear friend who added to her very welcome Merry Christmas also an honest “Free Palestine”…

My answer: until the world is not free ALL , therefore in us, and until almost intelligent bombs are dropped and even the defenders of Palestine are manipulated by those others with every false flag, or use their own countrymen as human shields, nothing can be accomplished. Karma inevitably produces, with its shadows, deadly reflections:

never be in a snowstorm without suitable tires or even be on a trip (you have to get out of there in time);
the storm lasts “a short time” and in a limited territory (it avoids that space-time);
you can't stop other people's karma , if you can manage your own you'll be fat;
the executioners can be physically stopped ONLY by someone who has more power than them and…;
he too must be able to ride through snowstorms unscathed and wait for the right moment to act by operating-in-a-special-way (but this will not prevent further deaths on the chessboard);
popular protest is a nice, heartfelt, warm myth , but almost never effective and, among other things, often invented and studied at a desk by the regimenters of the people themselves;
perfect and wonderful times will never come , just as the earth will not explode with heat or hatred, but exceptional and unknown people will be born everywhere, as it has always been: how did those who gave the greatest gift to the world manifest themselves publicly while remaining dear to most (e.g. Dante, Virgil, Hildegard, Rumi, Ba'al Shem Tov, Yogananda, Shakespeare, Bruno Ficino )? How did they manage with subtle and diligent art to penetrate its defenses? Karma is not a silly excuse for not having to think about horrible things but it teaches us to see the best even under a rain of bombs. To each his own.

A Jewish girl, Etty, tried to inform the rabbinical Sanhedrin that Eichmann was not their friend and that with the sealed cattle cars they were not taking the Jews to the syrup but to the massacre. She was not listened to, but she decided to be deported too; I would not have done it, I would have gotten out of the snowstorm, even on foot and abandoning the car where it is; but it is interesting what happened. Etty, walking along the barbed wire, in a state of ecstasy, perceived the splendor and love of the world at the Westerbork camp.

In Buddhism it is compared to Ksithigarbha (the Buddha who descends into the underworld), while we call Avalokiteshvara (He who hears the sounds of the world) the dizzying enlightened and compassionate mind, and it is called Akashagarbha (He who takes every useful form to teach us by bringing us back to reality). I have met it several times, and both Jews and Muslims have it: the former call it Enoch , the latter Khidr . By seeing the world from its roots one begins to become the world and to follow the inevitable decrees of Heaven.

Surviving is not necessarily a prize, living happens even without having a body and the so-called “dead” are in a place where they can experience the life-giving mystery of everything and where tears are washed away by their own insubstantiality of morning dew.

It is better to recognize the inextinguishable light that is “us”.

Human beasts do not recognize the mystery but drown in it, terrified, almost endlessly: “ As it is above, so it is below .”

Time is still and alive in the eternal, it moves in countless beings, and so reality reveals itself in us when we welcome it, becoming of the same very alive nature. Living is a HUGE mystery that cannot be avoided and from which one cannot save oneself. It is completely devoid of the “unknown,” it is nothing but splendor. The light of our face-eye is inevitably, eternally lit.