Corruption of Spiritual Traditions

[rideforever]

... I have just been reading about this Aramaic Bible which comes from an early Aramaic text ... well some say it is the earliest in existence and is not copied through Greek like most Bibles ... it is the direct Aramaic that Jesus spoke ... and it tells a different story of Jesus's life ... firstly that he was a man with Christ inside him and not God ... secondly that when he died on the cross he did not save mankind ... which I believe is more accurate personally.

Last week I was reading a book called "The Gift" by Hafiz on Amazon.   I read the first poem which had one word on each line with the text shaped into a vase or something ... and I thought ... Hafiz who was born in 1315 would never write poetry like this, he would have written in normal paragraphs.  There were 358 reviews on Amazon, 4.5 stars.  Pretty good.

But checking out some of the 1 star reviews, they said that this book is not written by Hafiz and is not ancient Persian poetry.  In fact it is written by a man called Daniel Ladinksy a 70 year old American man who imagines he was "inspired" by a dream of Hafiz.

But on Amazon, on the cover of the book it says "The Gift by Hafiz".

I had a slight mental collapse at this because I can't imagine lies like this can happen in the modern world ... but checking up, it appears it is true.  And Amazon don't care.  They are selling a fraud and many thousands of this book have been sold and people are not reading Hafiz, but some bullshit.

 

Whilst I am at it; it appears the books written by Prabhupada for ISKCON, are now being slowly edited and changed by the new people in charge.  Also the Course in Miracles (blue cover version) is also a fake, that nobody knows about.

This means that texts that are authentic are gradually destroyed; and in some cases the most popular texts (ACIM) are actually demonstrably fake and the original version is almost unknown.

Such is Maya ... it is the human mind which is degenerate, and miserable; it lives through it's misery, taking revenge and bending everything - that is its only pleasure apart from getting drunk.

 

Basically mankind is ... a ******* liar.

Get out of this shithole as fast as possible, by any means.

[FaXin]

I’ve never read Hafiz (or fake Hafiz for that matter), but did you enjoy the poetry? Did you get something out of it?

 

 

 

[rideforever]

11 hours ago, FaXin said:

Did you get something

 

Many people on Amazon are getting a lot out of the non-Hafiz book thinking it's Hafiz !!!
I read that after WW2 there was a fashion for French fashions amongst women in the US.  So back in Europe they made the clothes in Germany which was dirt cheap labour and once the clothes got to France, the French labels were sown in them and then shipped to the US.  But the American women didn't care, they were thrilled because they could tell their friends that they had just received "French Fashions".

So what does this mean ?
It means that what people value is the "social reality" ... they value the opinions of others, and according to the trend of the day, French clothes, or Persian poetry, might be very valuable in the "social reality" ... i.e. your friends would think you are really really great if you mention Hafiz ... and so off you go to buy supposed Hafiz books or French clothes.

Well it doesn't actually matter if the French clothes come from France or Germany, or if the Persian poetry is written in America.

Why not?
Because nobody can tell the difference, it's just a game.  People can't feel the difference in the quality of the seems of French or German manufacture.  They don't notice if the Hafiz book uses phrases like "major league" ... which no Persian poet would use.  Nobody cares.

What they care about ... is being liked by the social reality.

If you have books or clothes or ima lineages ... that promise to be very very authentic, then people want that even more.

 

Anyway, until people value the thing itself ... rather than the "social reality" ... this game will go on in the phoney world.

 

Oh yeah, as for being liked in the "social reality" ... nobody really is like or loved.  That's why they keep going back for more, because it did not nourish them the first time ... it is a realm of co-dependent hungry ghosts.

 

[FaXin]

So did you enjoy it?

[rideforever]

1 hour ago, FaXin said:

So did you enjoy it?

 

I did not enjoy the phoney book because it was phoney ... and because I can tell the difference.  In fact I read the first page and instinctively knew it was not Hafiz.  Then I did some research and although it was hidden under 358 phoney reviews on Amazon I found the answer ... that the book was phoney.

This is because I can personally tell the difference.

I bought a different book that is a direct translation of Hafiz, the Green Sea of Heaven ... I just read the first poem, it seems very good.  Maybe I shall post it.

[FaXin]

24 minutes ago, rideforever said:

 

I did not enjoy the phoney book because it was phoney ... and because I can tell the difference.  In fact I read the first page and instinctively knew it was not Hafiz.  Then I did some research and although it was hidden under 358 phoney reviews on Amazon I found the answer ... that the book was phoney.

This is because I can personally tell the difference.

I bought a different book that is a direct translation of Hafiz, the Green Sea of Heaven ... I just read the first poem, it seems very good.  Maybe I shall post it.

gotcha, thanks. I’d love to read it!

 

[rideforever]

 

Ghazal 1, from the Green Sea of Heaven, Hafiz translated by Elizabeth T. Gray Jr

 

"Oh Saki, bring around the cup of wine and then offer it to me,

for love seemed easy at first, but then grew difficult.

 

Flooded with their heart's blood are those who wait for the scent,

that the dawn wind may spill from her dark musky curls.

 

Stain your prayer mat with wine if the Magus tells you to,

for such a traveller knows the road, and the customs of its stations.

 

What security is there for us here in her caravanserai,

when every moment camel bells cry, "Pack up your loads!".

 

The dark night, the fear of waves, the terrifying whirlpool,

how can they know of our state, those who go lightly along the shore?

 

In the end, my life has drawn me from self-concern to ill-repute.

How long can the secret of our assemblies lay hidden?

 

Hafiz, if you desire her presence, pay attention.

When you find the one you seek, abandon the world and let it go."

 

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Saki, is a young person, a cupbearer at a gathering who passes out wine.

 

They wait for the musky scent of the dawn breeze .... they wait for grace.

Stain your prayer mat with wine ... do not be too self-righteous, accept the lowness of human life.

There is no security for us in this world, everything is always changing (in the human mind, not on Earth per se, Earth is fine).

The terrifying whirlpool ... humans life in fear and terror, they cannot understood the state of light.

ill-repute ... one who knows the light has no place in the world, if you do not hide your light you will be crucified.

Once you find the light abandon the world, there is nothing here, the job of the "world" (the human realm) is to eject you from it.