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Religions, Prophets and Politics
"The Church has carried out some of the most inhuman and above all un-Christian acts of human history, yet, it is still gloriously hailed by the majority of human population as to be synonymous with Jesus Christ." - Neurons of Jesus
You have heard countless times from me, that Religion is not a book, it is not an institution, and it is not even a person. Religion is realization of the self.
The Bible, the Quran, the Vedas and all the scriptures in the world are mere inventions of man (not woman) in the pursuit of understanding the self, and to some extent, in the pursuit of authoritarianism. Scriptures from the past have nothing to do with the neurologically created and experienced sensation of divinity and religion. However, all the books which humanity so gloriously worships as sacred, attempt to codify the divinity that is born with the human body and dies with it. This divinity or simply religion is born with the self created by the brain and ceases to exist when the self dies upon the death of the brain.
Religions began as realization of the self, but ended up being retaliation against each other. A handful of individuals in human history, empowered by their own neurons of divinity, experienced something quite extraordinary. They experienced something beyond this mortal world. They experienced being one with an Omnipotent Entity or Abstract Source of Energy. Despite the fact that, these experiences were all taking place exclusively within their own brain, they manifested as extraterrestrial encounters. Hence, the pre-conceived notion of Supreme Entity somewhere up in the sky, got more deep-rooted into the psyche of the ignorant masses.
When a person lacks understanding of the physical universe, and its phenomena, the primordial nature of the mind is to fill in the gaps with all kinds of gibberish concepts that originally come from our primitive days in the wild. And one of these concepts is that, there is a superhuman entity somewhere out there, who keeps an eye on us. That is the most natural knack of the primitive part of the mind. Because here, by believing so, we are psychologically entrusting an imaginary father figure (or mother figure in some religious beliefs, such as the Hindus) with our security and peace of mind. It does act as a placebo effect, but unlike the placebo pills used in our clinical trials, this placebo effect of a father figure or a personal God, has immense biological impact upon all aspects of human life, through the neurobiological substrates of the mind.
In simple terms, when a person believes that a God is truly concerned about the well-being of life on earth, and especially of human life, the belief adorns that person with various positive psychological elements such as emotional stability, in times of distress and a highly functional moral compass. Here this belief has nothing to do with reality whatsoever, rather it serves the evolutionary purpose of self-preservation.
However, if history has shown anything, it is that where there is a God, there is an institution trying to lock up that God in its lifeless structure of orthodoxy, in order to have authority over people and sell tickets to the Kingdom of that God. Thus emerged all the pompous lies about the extraterrestrial Kingdom of God or Heaven.
"By infusing Jesus the man with the divine magic – by making him capable of earthly miracles as well as his own resurrection, the early church turned him into a god within the human world. Thus, the church reinforced the monopoly on the so-called route to heaven, i.e. salvation only through Jesus Christ. And during those days, whoever kept the keys to heaven would rule the world. " - Neurons of Jesus
This way, religion became politics. It became everything but realization of the self. It became a matter of doctrines, books, hierarchy and superiority of institutions. Hence, today the majority of the human population, perceives religion to be synonymous with certain books. And that is why there are so many conflicts in the name of religion and God in this so-called modern world.
A Christian would ask you to believe in the Bible, to believe that the Bible contains divine irrefutable commands from God. A Muslim would ask you to believe in the Quran, to believe that the Quran contains glorious messages from God or Allah. A Hindu would ask you to believe in the Bhagavad Gita, to believe that the Gita contains answers to all your problems given by God or Brahman. Thus, a religion becomes merely a matter of blind faith upon texts of the dead people. Hence, no religion can maintain a healthy relationship with another for a long time.
To quote from my book In Search of Divinity
"It is not much use to talk about religion, until one has felt what the founding fathers felt. Why is there so much disturbance, so much fighting and quarreling in the name of God? There has been more bloodshed in the name of God than for any other cause. And it is all because people never attempt to reach the fountain-head. They are content only to comply with the customs of their forefathers, and want others to do the same."
The point is, what the individuals, whom humanity venerates as prophets, experienced was something beyond the laws of their contemporary religious dogma, and as such, all of these individuals were hailed by the religious institutions of their time and society, as heretics. However, their ideas did indeed succeed to influence a bunch of people stuck in obscurity. So these people embraced these individuals as their own personal Gods, and in the mind of those ignorant people, every God must be worshipped with utter obedience. And their way of showing obedience was to concoct laws and rituals to ascertain the divine significance of their personal God in the spiritual patriarchy of religious prophets. Thus, obedience for one divine Teacher, turned into obedience for a God. And in time, it turned into obedience for a set of laws. And quite unexpectedly, one person's battle against religious orthodoxy or fundamentalism, led to the birth of yet another orthodox circle. This happened at various corners of the world in various circumstances.
In Asia, Buddha, a Hindu, stood up against the orthodox Hindu society, and ended up constructing yet another religion called Buddhism. And on the other side of the world, Jesus, a Jew, stood up against the orthodox Jewish society, and ended up being the personal God of yet another religion called Christianity.
You have heard countless times from me, that Religion is not a book, it is not an institution, and it is not even a person. Religion is realization of the self.
The Bible, the Quran, the Vedas and all the scriptures in the world are mere inventions of man (not woman) in the pursuit of understanding the self, and to some extent, in the pursuit of authoritarianism. Scriptures from the past have nothing to do with the neurologically created and experienced sensation of divinity and religion. However, all the books which humanity so gloriously worships as sacred, attempt to codify the divinity that is born with the human body and dies with it. This divinity or simply religion is born with the self created by the brain and ceases to exist when the self dies upon the death of the brain.
Religions began as realization of the self, but ended up being retaliation against each other. A handful of individuals in human history, empowered by their own neurons of divinity, experienced something quite extraordinary. They experienced something beyond this mortal world. They experienced being one with an Omnipotent Entity or Abstract Source of Energy. Despite the fact that, these experiences were all taking place exclusively within their own brain, they manifested as extraterrestrial encounters. Hence, the pre-conceived notion of Supreme Entity somewhere up in the sky, got more deep-rooted into the psyche of the ignorant masses.
When a person lacks understanding of the physical universe, and its phenomena, the primordial nature of the mind is to fill in the gaps with all kinds of gibberish concepts that originally come from our primitive days in the wild. And one of these concepts is that, there is a superhuman entity somewhere out there, who keeps an eye on us. That is the most natural knack of the primitive part of the mind. Because here, by believing so, we are psychologically entrusting an imaginary father figure (or mother figure in some religious beliefs, such as the Hindus) with our security and peace of mind. It does act as a placebo effect, but unlike the placebo pills used in our clinical trials, this placebo effect of a father figure or a personal God, has immense biological impact upon all aspects of human life, through the neurobiological substrates of the mind.
In simple terms, when a person believes that a God is truly concerned about the well-being of life on earth, and especially of human life, the belief adorns that person with various positive psychological elements such as emotional stability, in times of distress and a highly functional moral compass. Here this belief has nothing to do with reality whatsoever, rather it serves the evolutionary purpose of self-preservation.
However, if history has shown anything, it is that where there is a God, there is an institution trying to lock up that God in its lifeless structure of orthodoxy, in order to have authority over people and sell tickets to the Kingdom of that God. Thus emerged all the pompous lies about the extraterrestrial Kingdom of God or Heaven.
"By infusing Jesus the man with the divine magic – by making him capable of earthly miracles as well as his own resurrection, the early church turned him into a god within the human world. Thus, the church reinforced the monopoly on the so-called route to heaven, i.e. salvation only through Jesus Christ. And during those days, whoever kept the keys to heaven would rule the world. " - Neurons of Jesus
This way, religion became politics. It became everything but realization of the self. It became a matter of doctrines, books, hierarchy and superiority of institutions. Hence, today the majority of the human population, perceives religion to be synonymous with certain books. And that is why there are so many conflicts in the name of religion and God in this so-called modern world.
A Christian would ask you to believe in the Bible, to believe that the Bible contains divine irrefutable commands from God. A Muslim would ask you to believe in the Quran, to believe that the Quran contains glorious messages from God or Allah. A Hindu would ask you to believe in the Bhagavad Gita, to believe that the Gita contains answers to all your problems given by God or Brahman. Thus, a religion becomes merely a matter of blind faith upon texts of the dead people. Hence, no religion can maintain a healthy relationship with another for a long time.
To quote from my book In Search of Divinity
"It is not much use to talk about religion, until one has felt what the founding fathers felt. Why is there so much disturbance, so much fighting and quarreling in the name of God? There has been more bloodshed in the name of God than for any other cause. And it is all because people never attempt to reach the fountain-head. They are content only to comply with the customs of their forefathers, and want others to do the same."
The point is, what the individuals, whom humanity venerates as prophets, experienced was something beyond the laws of their contemporary religious dogma, and as such, all of these individuals were hailed by the religious institutions of their time and society, as heretics. However, their ideas did indeed succeed to influence a bunch of people stuck in obscurity. So these people embraced these individuals as their own personal Gods, and in the mind of those ignorant people, every God must be worshipped with utter obedience. And their way of showing obedience was to concoct laws and rituals to ascertain the divine significance of their personal God in the spiritual patriarchy of religious prophets. Thus, obedience for one divine Teacher, turned into obedience for a God. And in time, it turned into obedience for a set of laws. And quite unexpectedly, one person's battle against religious orthodoxy or fundamentalism, led to the birth of yet another orthodox circle. This happened at various corners of the world in various circumstances.
In Asia, Buddha, a Hindu, stood up against the orthodox Hindu society, and ended up constructing yet another religion called Buddhism. And on the other side of the world, Jesus, a Jew, stood up against the orthodox Jewish society, and ended up being the personal God of yet another religion called Christianity.
Thus Speaks God (The Sonnet) | Himalayan Sonneteer
Ik onkar, satnaam,
Porque, yo soy insan.
Aham bismillahsmi,
Çünkü, benim adım vicdan.
Sarva dharman parityajya,
Giving up all national grave,
Nos haremos vessels of verdad,
Rise we shall as sapiens brave.
Divinidad está en cada cultura,
But no culture is pure divinity.
Human divided is human undivine,
Hatelessness is civilized divinity.
Thus speaks God in tongue beyond tongues.
One vessel isn’t enough to contain my neurons.
Porque, yo soy insan.
Aham bismillahsmi,
Çünkü, benim adım vicdan.
Sarva dharman parityajya,
Giving up all national grave,
Nos haremos vessels of verdad,
Rise we shall as sapiens brave.
Divinidad está en cada cultura,
But no culture is pure divinity.
Human divided is human undivine,
Hatelessness is civilized divinity.
Thus speaks God in tongue beyond tongues.
One vessel isn’t enough to contain my neurons.
The Immeasurable Dimension (Sonnet 1014) | The Centurion Sermon
"Writers have limits, I don’t, I am not a writer. I am a dimension immeasurable – siphon all you want, I won’t run dry."
“The Immeasurable Dimension (Sonnet 1014)
During my bouts of nirvikalpa samadhi or trance,
I have no perception, which language I’m writing in.
When the trance breaks and normal awareness returns,
It looks less like literature ‘n more like exotic cuisine.
It is not only difficult but plain impossible to adapt
the immeasurable to the measures of a prison camp.
So I rewrite the original light simplified by love,
Hoping it may reach the heart across cultural handicap.
Handicap of culture is a choice, it’s not your destiny,
Only you can sign the release orders from your imprisonment.
We cover our eyes from the evil outside and its cure inside,
Then we run here and there chasing fictional treatment.
There is a dimension immeasurable intrinsic to every human mind.
Be immersed within, and you shall rise with an immeasurable light.”
“The Immeasurable Dimension (Sonnet 1014)
During my bouts of nirvikalpa samadhi or trance,
I have no perception, which language I’m writing in.
When the trance breaks and normal awareness returns,
It looks less like literature ‘n more like exotic cuisine.
It is not only difficult but plain impossible to adapt
the immeasurable to the measures of a prison camp.
So I rewrite the original light simplified by love,
Hoping it may reach the heart across cultural handicap.
Handicap of culture is a choice, it’s not your destiny,
Only you can sign the release orders from your imprisonment.
We cover our eyes from the evil outside and its cure inside,
Then we run here and there chasing fictional treatment.
There is a dimension immeasurable intrinsic to every human mind.
Be immersed within, and you shall rise with an immeasurable light.”
I Am Justice Absolute | Abhijit Naskar | Bulletproof Backbone
What do you take me for – some two-bit frozen figurine from the icy-cold world of intellect! Armageddon here! Armageddon above intellect – armageddon above faith – armageddon above law, order and policy!
I am Justice absolute – Jehovah absolute – Jehennem (Hell) absolute! I am Conscience absolute – Christ absolute – Cosmos absolute! I am Harmony absolute – Human absolute – Heaven absolute!
I am the first prophet and the last – I am the keeper of eternity. I am time, I am space – I am the beginning of love, and the obliteration of inhumanity.
Every time this prehistoric world even dreams of tyranny, bearing its political, bureaucratic, legal, or religious badge of authoritarianism, remember who you are. You are brahmanda (cosmos) in a brain – you are the first, second and last coming – you are the one who parted Red Sea – you are but consciousness dawning.
I am Justice absolute – Jehovah absolute – Jehennem (Hell) absolute! I am Conscience absolute – Christ absolute – Cosmos absolute! I am Harmony absolute – Human absolute – Heaven absolute!
I am the first prophet and the last – I am the keeper of eternity. I am time, I am space – I am the beginning of love, and the obliteration of inhumanity.
Every time this prehistoric world even dreams of tyranny, bearing its political, bureaucratic, legal, or religious badge of authoritarianism, remember who you are. You are brahmanda (cosmos) in a brain – you are the first, second and last coming – you are the one who parted Red Sea – you are but consciousness dawning.
Trancewriting (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Yaralardan Yangın Doğar
I don’t like writing from thought,
Writing from thought is dull and boring.
It’s when the subconscious does the writing,
That the words manifest magically awakening.
It takes some time to get used to,
You gotta trust your brain with the magic.
Lose yourself in your one chosen path,
Out pours the pearls of profundity terrific!
Let your subconscious do the writing,
Use thought afterwards to mend inaccuracy.
When absorbed in an unbending vision,
Like a ghost writes your mind almighty.
Most of my magic is born in transcendence –
Nothing paranormal, just atypical neuroactivity!
There is no spirit outside the domain of neurons,
We’re just unaware of the extent of our capacity.
Writing from thought is dull and boring.
It’s when the subconscious does the writing,
That the words manifest magically awakening.
It takes some time to get used to,
You gotta trust your brain with the magic.
Lose yourself in your one chosen path,
Out pours the pearls of profundity terrific!
Let your subconscious do the writing,
Use thought afterwards to mend inaccuracy.
When absorbed in an unbending vision,
Like a ghost writes your mind almighty.
Most of my magic is born in transcendence –
Nothing paranormal, just atypical neuroactivity!
There is no spirit outside the domain of neurons,
We’re just unaware of the extent of our capacity.
Sapiosultan (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Bulletproof Backbone
They ask me, do I believe in destiny?
Sure, I do – you are looking at it.
I am destiny – of you – of the world,
I am the destiny of entire humanity.
I am the bridge – between everything –
science, poetry, philosophy – everything.
Between everything and everyone –
I am the bridge between hearts still beating.
I am not a servant to the field,
I am a servant to the valley –
the valley of life and light –
beyond the squabbles of dead sanity.
Who am I – or better yet, what am I?
I am but a spark of reason tempered by warmth,
I am but a spark of boldness tempered by humility,
I am but a spark of justice tempered by conscience.
I am neither man nor woman,
I am neither mind nor machine,
I am neither head nor heart,
I am neither spine nor spleen.
I am but that – that one ceaseless truth,
aspiring across all fallacies untrue.
I am but that – that one untainted light,
shining as proof of time yet to come true.
Sure, I do – you are looking at it.
I am destiny – of you – of the world,
I am the destiny of entire humanity.
I am the bridge – between everything –
science, poetry, philosophy – everything.
Between everything and everyone –
I am the bridge between hearts still beating.
I am not a servant to the field,
I am a servant to the valley –
the valley of life and light –
beyond the squabbles of dead sanity.
Who am I – or better yet, what am I?
I am but a spark of reason tempered by warmth,
I am but a spark of boldness tempered by humility,
I am but a spark of justice tempered by conscience.
I am neither man nor woman,
I am neither mind nor machine,
I am neither head nor heart,
I am neither spine nor spleen.
I am but that – that one ceaseless truth,
aspiring across all fallacies untrue.
I am but that – that one untainted light,
shining as proof of time yet to come true.
I am Justice absolute | Abhijit Naskar | Bulletproof Backbone
don’t care if my blood courses through your veins, I only care whether my ideas electrify your nerves. I don’t give a damn if I leave no bloodly offspring, my sole objective is to leave behind godly bravehearts.
I am Justice absolute – Jehovah absolute – Jehennem (Hell) absolute! I am Conscience absolute – Christ absolute – Cosmos absolute! I am Harmony absolute – Human absolute – Heaven absolute!
I am the first prophet and the last – I am the keeper of eternity. I am time, I am space – I am the beginning of love, and the obliteration of inhumanity.
I am but that – that one ceaseless truth,
aspiring across all fallacies untrue.
I am but that – that one untainted light,
shining as proof of time yet to come true.
Every time this prehistoric world even dreams of tyranny, bearing its political, bureaucratic, legal, or religious badge of authoritarianism, remember who you are. You are brahmanda (cosmos) in a brain – you are the first, second and last coming – you are the one who parted Red Sea – you are but consciousness dawning.
I am Justice absolute – Jehovah absolute – Jehennem (Hell) absolute! I am Conscience absolute – Christ absolute – Cosmos absolute! I am Harmony absolute – Human absolute – Heaven absolute!
I am the first prophet and the last – I am the keeper of eternity. I am time, I am space – I am the beginning of love, and the obliteration of inhumanity.
I am but that – that one ceaseless truth,
aspiring across all fallacies untrue.
I am but that – that one untainted light,
shining as proof of time yet to come true.
Every time this prehistoric world even dreams of tyranny, bearing its political, bureaucratic, legal, or religious badge of authoritarianism, remember who you are. You are brahmanda (cosmos) in a brain – you are the first, second and last coming – you are the one who parted Red Sea – you are but consciousness dawning.
I am the valley, you are my gate | Abhijit Naskar | Visvavictor: Kanima Akiyor Kainat
I am but a drunken treasure,
with neither beginning nor end.
Don’t fall prey to gatekeepers –
I am the valley, you are my gate.
In a world that rewards
second-hand existence,
Stand alone and original,
as a first-hand sapiens.
Monsoon comes every time,
defying all evident drought.
Whole world will lose its sight,
if one bold heart forgets to sprout.
with neither beginning nor end.
Don’t fall prey to gatekeepers –
I am the valley, you are my gate.
In a world that rewards
second-hand existence,
Stand alone and original,
as a first-hand sapiens.
Monsoon comes every time,
defying all evident drought.
Whole world will lose its sight,
if one bold heart forgets to sprout.
Miracle and Migraine (Sonnet 1370) | Abhijit Naskar | Visvavatan: 100 Demilitarization Sonnets
“Miracle and Migraine (Sonnet 1370)
Words are my leisure,
Words are my life.
Words are my gift to thee,
Use ’em wisely for light.
Kind words cost us nothing,
Cruel words will cost us all.
Faith in people costs us nothing,
Systemic mistrust will end us all.
It is common knowledge in the circle,
I don’t control words, I get visions.
However, every miracle takes its toll,
Hence, the migraines are getting worse.
I don’t mind, so long as I am ointment.
You keep the magic, I’ll keep the pain.”
“There is nothing supernatural about visions – or to be more accurate, contrary to traditional belief, it’s not messages from some extraterrestrial domain. Visions are indeed messages from a mysterious realm alright, but like the everyday realm of human perception, the transcendental realm as well is creation of brain chemicals. I won’t go into details here, as I already did that in my early days. One of my earliest works, Autobiography of God, contains a detailed analytical account of the neurobiology of transcendental experiences. However, the question is not whether there is an explanation, the question is, is it worth explaining! Because, while sometimes the lack of explanation facilitates superstition, some things are better left unexplained – such as, love.”
Words are my leisure,
Words are my life.
Words are my gift to thee,
Use ’em wisely for light.
Kind words cost us nothing,
Cruel words will cost us all.
Faith in people costs us nothing,
Systemic mistrust will end us all.
It is common knowledge in the circle,
I don’t control words, I get visions.
However, every miracle takes its toll,
Hence, the migraines are getting worse.
I don’t mind, so long as I am ointment.
You keep the magic, I’ll keep the pain.”
“There is nothing supernatural about visions – or to be more accurate, contrary to traditional belief, it’s not messages from some extraterrestrial domain. Visions are indeed messages from a mysterious realm alright, but like the everyday realm of human perception, the transcendental realm as well is creation of brain chemicals. I won’t go into details here, as I already did that in my early days. One of my earliest works, Autobiography of God, contains a detailed analytical account of the neurobiology of transcendental experiences. However, the question is not whether there is an explanation, the question is, is it worth explaining! Because, while sometimes the lack of explanation facilitates superstition, some things are better left unexplained – such as, love.”
Koran-e Kainat (Ayat of Amity) | Abhijit Naskar | The Humanitarian Dictator
Hayat is my hadith,
Galaxies are my gita.
Interfaith, my torah,
Secularism, my sutta.
Each of your holy texts
bears news of my advent,
yet none is whole enough,
to contain my sentience.
Four vedas fall short,
as well as four gospels.
No testament is full testament,
gospel supreme is mind indivisible.
Live without hate, you're Hadith-e Hayat.
Live a life whole, and you're Koran-e Kainat.
Galaxies are my gita.
Interfaith, my torah,
Secularism, my sutta.
Each of your holy texts
bears news of my advent,
yet none is whole enough,
to contain my sentience.
Four vedas fall short,
as well as four gospels.
No testament is full testament,
gospel supreme is mind indivisible.
Live without hate, you're Hadith-e Hayat.
Live a life whole, and you're Koran-e Kainat.
