<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31550146</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:33:01.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phrozen World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phrozenspace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31550146/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phrozenspace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>phrozen1</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31550146.post-116083889153237591</id><published>2006-10-14T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T08:15:28.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So long, so hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.ezarchive.com/stevenoosa/AlbumSpace/373YF6CVC0/Until+You+Understand+*28live*29.mp3" type="audio/x-ms-wax" autostart="1" height="46" width="288"&gt;&lt;/embed &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31550146-116083889153237591?l=phrozenspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phrozenspace.blogspot.com/feeds/116083889153237591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31550146&amp;postID=116083889153237591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31550146/posts/default/116083889153237591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31550146/posts/default/116083889153237591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phrozenspace.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-long-so-hard.html' title='So long, so hard'/><author><name>phrozen1</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31550146.post-116083343267797162</id><published>2006-10-14T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T06:43:52.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Satori</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8040/2073/1600/lightning0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8040/2073/320/lightning0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sped2work.tripod.com/lightning0.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://212.113.174.198/mbr/Luis Represas - Yolanda.wma" width="288" height="46" type="audio/x-ms-wax" autostart="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satori is the sudden flashing into consciousness of&lt;br /&gt;a new truth hitherto undreamed of. It is a sort of mental&lt;br /&gt;catastrophe taking place all at once, after much piling up of&lt;br /&gt;matters intellectual and demonstrative. The piling has reached a&lt;br /&gt;limit of stability and the whole edifice has come tumbling to the&lt;br /&gt;ground, when, behold, a new heaven is open to full survey. When&lt;br /&gt;the freezing point is reached, water suddenly turns into ice;&lt;br /&gt;the liquid has suddenly turned into a solid body and no&lt;br /&gt;more flows freely. Satori comes upon a man unawares, when he&lt;br /&gt;feels that he has exhausted his whole being. Religiously, it is a&lt;br /&gt;new birth; intellectually, it is the acquiring of a new viewpoint.&lt;br /&gt;The world now appears as if dressed in a new garment, which seems&lt;br /&gt;to cover up all the unsightliness of dualism, which is called&lt;br /&gt;delusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be not just&lt;br /&gt;Kensho, but Satori. There must be a general mental upheaval which destroys&lt;br /&gt;the old accumulations of intellection and lays down the foundation for new&lt;br /&gt;life; there must be the awakening of a new sense which will&lt;br /&gt;review the old things from a hitherto undreamed-of angle of&lt;br /&gt;observation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you have God,&lt;br /&gt;what is no-God is excluded.&lt;br /&gt;This is self-limiting.&lt;br /&gt;I want absolute freedom,&lt;br /&gt;even from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is authoritative and final can never be negative. Though the experience is sometimes expressed in negative terms, it is essentially an affirmative attidude towards all things that exist; it accepts them as they come along regardless of their moral values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this I mean that the knowledge realized is final, that no amount of logical argument can refute it. Being direct and personal it is sufficient unto itself. All that logic can do here is to explain it, to interpret it in connection to other kinds of knowledge with which our minds are filled. It is thus a form of perception, an inner perception, which takes place in the most interior part of consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are nothing else but indications; they have no reality themselves. If "I" remains, I am also illusion. Don't remain as "I." That is the highest understanding of philosophy. Saint Tukaram said: "I have seen my own death, and what I have seen there, the joy that was revealed, that I know." First of all, you must die. "You" means illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are false; only the meaning they convey is true. They are illusion, but they give a meaning. Therefore, All Is Illusion, but to understand the illusion, illusion is needed. For example, to remove a thorn in your finger you use another thorn; then you throw both of them away. But if you keep the second thorn which was used to remove the first one, you'll surely be stuck again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31550146-116083343267797162?l=phrozenspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phrozenspace.blogspot.com/feeds/116083343267797162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31550146&amp;postID=116083343267797162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31550146/posts/default/116083343267797162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31550146/posts/default/116083343267797162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phrozenspace.blogspot.com/2006/10/satori.html' title='Satori'/><author><name>phrozen1</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31550146.post-115696396283459581</id><published>2006-08-30T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T11:52:44.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muero...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8040/2073/1600/muero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8040/2073/320/face1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.yourmediahost.com/Carlos Paredes  - Verdes anos - Belle Chase Hotel e Quinteto1156359307.mp3" width="288" height="46" type="audio/x-ms-wax" autostart="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31550146-115624671633996540?l=phrozenspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phrozenspace.blogspot.com/feeds/115624671633996540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31550146&amp;postID=115624671633996540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31550146/posts/default/115624671633996540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31550146/posts/default/115624671633996540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phrozenspace.blogspot.com/2006/08/while-my-guitar-gently-weeps-08.html' title='While my guitar gently weeps (0.8)'/><author><name>phrozen1</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31550146.post-115434148203692482</id><published>2006-07-31T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T03:24:42.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bridge Too Far...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8040/2073/1600/ghost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8040/2073/400/quietstorm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;we lock the hurricane indoors&lt;br /&gt;looking for shelter, we deny and ignore&lt;br /&gt;afraid that our words bring clouds we talk in code&lt;br /&gt;the thunder or cruel perfection covers love&lt;br /&gt;and we're cold&lt;br /&gt;the private storm&lt;br /&gt;and our souls are worn from the tears&lt;br /&gt;the private storm&lt;br /&gt;and it rages on through the years&lt;br /&gt;no warning the ground pulls out from underneath&lt;br /&gt;we tiptoe through air until we see the blood on their teeth&lt;br /&gt;time doesn't heal, the scars turn into wounds&lt;br /&gt;as we walk lightly silent screams in the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31550146-115373665891119409?l=phrozenspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phrozenspace.blogspot.com/feeds/115373665891119409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31550146&amp;postID=115373665891119409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31550146/posts/default/115373665891119409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31550146/posts/default/115373665891119409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phrozenspace.blogspot.com/2006/07/private-storm.html' title='The Private Storm'/><author><name>phrozen1</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31550146.post-115368543646370542</id><published>2006-07-23T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T13:10:36.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello World</title><content type='html'>Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31550146-115368543646370542?l=phrozenspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phrozenspace.blogspot.com/feeds/115368543646370542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31550146&amp;postID=115368543646370542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31550146/posts/default/115368543646370542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31550146/posts/default/115368543646370542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phrozenspace.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-world.html' title='Hello World'/><author><name>phrozen1</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
