Deep respect for the perfect suicide bomber from hell

Lead me from dreaming to waking.

Lead me from opacity to clarity. Lead me from the complicated to the simple. Lead me from the obscure to the obvious. Lead me from intention to attention. Lead me from what I'm told I am to what I see I am. Lead me from confrontation to wide openness. Lead me to the place I never left, Where there is peace, and peace -from the Upanishads- Unless you know the emptiness and bliss inside yourself..you'll be a robot forced by the same emptiness and bliss trying to know itself..by pain.. ...inside your self also..trust me!..said the mahayogi! so listen to the mahayogi..,grasshopper from heaven...

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In silence there must be movement, and in motion,

There must be silence.
A small movement is better than a big one..
No movement is better than a small one..listen!
Silence is all the movement's mother..
In Movement you should be like a dragon or a tiger.
In non Movement you should be like a Buddha.  
-- Wang Xiangzhai(November 26, 1885 - July 12, 1963}

The student asked: “A sage's response to changing conditions

is unlimited. Does he have to study beforehand?”

He should worry only about his mind's not being

clear, and not about the inability to respond to all changing conditions.”

— Wang Yang Ming (1472-1529)

*note*One must have deep respect for these muslims suicide bombers.
Nothing like a good muslim man deciding ones for all he must be the best in his field.
And what is his field?.. to give lots of misery to innocents..bomb their houses..see the misery of flying body parts all over..all in the name of Allah.
One might think that the muslim professional suicide bomber is targeting only the people of other religion than his.. Perish that thought!..if they pay tribute to him..the christian or the hindu folk is spared..only the jew is persecuted,since nobody loves the jew,even if he pays the cash.
But..this is only one issue here,which a professional suicide bomber(if honest to the bone) always reflects about..is about what to do with those of his own religion?..spank them?..
After deep pondering..since he can't extract tribute from his own people in faith..he took the courageous way.. the way of Heaven,indeed.
To kill them all also..
But to be the best in your trade needs a serious insane mind..and the universe never conceived such a perfect suicide bomber,trying his best,at last.
His perfect thinking was..why limit myself to killing infidels ..since they pay me tribute..since it is written in the Koran..if they pay me money..spare them...and also,the perfect sadistic suicide bomber thought..
..why limit myself to killing my own folks?..the ones who believe in Allah?..
So..why stop here?..said the perfect suicide bomber?

This was his marvelous genius idea..one of a kind..why limit myself?..this cretinoid insane to the bone muslim man....pondered deeply.
I will wipe out all my family..this is the way of Allah.
Is a loving Allah...
So after much planning..our perfect suicide muslim idiot decided...to stick lots of lonngggggg grenades in his ass.

Also since he was dressed as a woman..he surely had lots of grenades in his fancy girly garments..if you're a suicide bomber..you do it in style..always paint your toenails with Allah name on them..

This way... success is guaranteed ..especially if your aim is to wipe out from the face of the earth your very family..all 7 of them.quote"He approached the militiaman and detonated his explosives hidden in his ass, killing his target as well as his wife, three of their teenage children, his brother and another relative, said the official. He could provide no other details including the number of wounded."

Again..one must respect this deep insanity.
Nobody thought before him that killing is not limited to infidels,nore to folks of your faith..but is open hunting season now... at large aimed at your own family...Kill them all..I say..I say kill them all..!!I say..why not?
So finally the love of Allah will shine thru,as you kill all your family.
All seven of them..
killing his target as well as his wife,by the way of grenades stuck in his ass... three of their teenage children, his brother and another relative, said the official. He could provide no other details including the number of wounded.
Respect is due to the perfect suicide bomber who knows the killings are not limited to anything..if you're insane..
You're insane to the end...and kill all your family.
May Allah give him the 49 virgins he craves for..
Indeed..he took seriously the suicide bomber idea.
Whole family wiped out.
I hope he created a new way of thinking...and by wiping out all his family,his very wisdom from hell would be included in the Koran..so we"ll know that there is no end to insanity of humankind, whatsoever.

Kiss to him..

-added by danny-

 http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/07/07/iraq-suicide-bomber_n_1656069.html
The bomber entered the home of his cousin, the local Sahwa leader, on Friday night as the extended family was gathered for a meal, said a police official in Ramadi, the capital of Anbar province, 115 kilometers (70 miles) west of Baghdad.
He approached the militiaman and detonated his explosives, killing his target as well as his wife, three of their teenage children, his brother and another relative, said the official. He could provide no other details including the number of wounded.
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To nourish the vital energy, keep watch in silence;

In order to subdue the mind, act with non-action.

Of movement and stillness, be aware of their origin;

There is no work to do, much less someone to seek.

The true and constant must respond to phenomena;

Responding to phenomena, you must be unconfused.

When unconfused, the nature will stabilize by itself;

When the nature stabilizes, energy returns by itself.

When energy returns, the elixir crystallizes by itself;

Within the pot, the trigrams of kǎn and lí are joined.

Yīn and yáng arise, alternating over and over again;

Every transformation comes like a clap of thunder.

White clouds form and come to assemble at the peak;

The sweet nectar sprinkles down Mount Sumeru.

Swallow for yourself this wine of immortality;

You wander so freely—who is able to know you?

Sit and listen to the tune played without strings;

Clearly understand the mechanism of creation.

It comes entirely from these twenty lines;

A true ladder going straight to Heaven.-Daoist text -

"The center of the cyclone is that rising quiet central low-pressure place in which one can learn to live eternally. Just outside of this Center is the rotating storm of one's own ego, competing with other egos in a furious high-velocity circular dance. As one leaves center, the roar of rotating wind deafens on more and more as one joins this dance. One's centered thinking-feeling-being, one's own Satoris, are in the center only, not outside. One's pushed-pulled driven states, one's anti-Satori modes of functioning, one's self-created hells, are outside the center. In the center of the cyclone one is off the wheel of Karma, of life, rising to join the Creators of the Universe, the Creators of us.

Here we find that we have created Them who are Us...

Lilly's Law

"In the province of the mind, what is believed to be true is true or becomes true, within certain limits to be found experimentally. These limits are further beliefs to be transcended. In the province of the(true mind..added by danny) mind, there are no limits."" -- John C. Lilly -

Unless you know the emptiness and bliss inside yourself..you'll be a robot forced by the same emptiness and bliss trying to know itself..by pain..inside your self also..trust me!..said the mahayogi!

The student asked: “A sage's response to changing conditions

is unlimited. Does he have to study beforehand?”

He should worry only about his mind's not being

clear, and not about the inability to respond to all changing conditions.”

— Wang Yang Ming (1472-1529)

To us all towns are one, all men our kin. Life's good comes not from others' gift, nor ill. Man's pains and pains' relief are from within. Thus have we seen in visions of the wise !." - Tamil Poem-