The Esoteric Journey

If you have a question the you should return to your special inner place

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 12:12:00 +0000

If you're at a loss, return to your special inner place and ask the question that moves you. Above all, learn to accept that finding an answer to the questions does not necessarily mean finding the answer or know the answer as though you had read something and just have to retrieve it like a thought.
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No. The inner knowledge approaches from infinity, even though you will not well imagine what infinity means. Because it comes from infinity, it takes infinitely different ways, until it gets to you. Or have you experienced before, that while you were facing many choices, you would have taken only the same way out?

Those who know, stick their heads into the infinite and they own nothing to grasp the infinity. And yet the knowledge trickles into their world, becomes understandable and is different for each person. That is the difficulty in learning and teaching.

Knowledge is the same, but no way is comparable with that of others, and that means every student learns in a different order, and each teacher adjusts to his pupil. The infinity combines both, teacher and student and gives both a never previously seen track. Both have in common only that it happens to sound like a miracle to them to find a way ...

Only One Finger...

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Sun, 20 Sep 2009 12:27:00 +0000

"Did you know that a man can carry the world with one finger alone?" asked the master curiously.

"With one finger, while the world is so big and my fingers are just so small. Hardly, "replied his pupil. "I certainly am not able not do that."

The master jumped up and rotated around his finger through the air. The finger seemed fixed at a spot while the master was in the air. "My finger has successfully held the world in its place."

"You're just jumping." The student did not understand the statement of the master.

"Oh, shut your mouth and do it for me once. Pratt, Pratt, Pratt, the trap is permanently in motion."

The student gathered a momentum and made angry somersault through the air. He stuck his finger in the air and tried to fix it there. No sooner had he done so, his mind was filled with a picture of a happy living earth.

The master smiled. "Just one finger ... carrying the earth, only one ...". Then he walked away, while his students arrived with both feet on the ground.

Somewhere behind the rainbow

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Sun, 16 Aug 2009 00:50:00 +0000

Somewhere beyond the rainbow, there is a land ....

Which land is hiding behind the rainbow, your rainbow? Again and again, I note that I loose my way on the way to the land behind the rainbow, I get lost. That I notice that daily life has eaten up my search and I must sit down again - stop. In silence, I search the rainbow.

Sometimes he seems to linger in the sun, sometimes he cuts through the rain. I am regularly in the land behind the rainbow, from where I write a story now and again. Scattered among the other stories, they are sand grains in the blogosphere.

When I once was in the country behind the rainbow, I met a lizard with whom I had made a date years ago. I would not have thought that this lizard was so on time, but it appeared exactly at the promised time. We had a long conversation about people and lizards, and eventually the lizard said, humans are young people. Humans have not really found their place in the world yet and according to the view of the lizard humans cause no more or less damage than other species perhaps have already performed.

"Your people must learn to feel the people who would live many thousands of years from now on. These people are an inspiration for all who live now, because, unfortunately, any species ist to themselves father and mother, even if they just were born. But we lizards may easyily talk, we are already old, "the lizard said.

Well, a conversation behind the rainbow might not mean much, but do we have children and grandchildren, who might be our parents?

Love makes you beautiful, handsome

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Sun, 24 May 2009 21:04:00 +0000

I find it quite well that all the people I know get more beautiful / handsome the more I love them. I feel that love has no sense of beauty.

I wonder whether beautiful people would assume that they would be loved, because they are beautiful? It is true that all people are entitled to be loved, but just to be good looking, even if it is the result of much work and skill, it is not a foundation for lasting love ...

In which German city am I currently?

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Sat, 09 May 2009 22:48:00 +0000

Let's learn german

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Tue, 05 May 2009 20:39:00 +0000

Well I talk the whole day long german. It is fun for me. And the sound of german is music to my ears.
So how would you say in German: Hello, I like you, I want to be your friend.

Well that is easy: Hallo, ich mag dich, ich möchte dein Freund sein
IPA haˈloː, ɪç maːk dɪç, ɪç ˈmœçtə daɪn ˈfʀɔɪ̯nt ˈzaɪ̯n.

Go, walk, run

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Tue, 05 May 2009 20:18:00 +0000

There are moments in life when I wonder about the sense of life.

Go, walk, run

There are moments in life when I feel the meaning of life is near.

Go, walk, run

There are moments in life when I think nothing, do nothing.

Sit, rest, be.

And if there would be still so many moments in life

I can only recognize the sun if I don't look directly at her.

Gedanken - Thoughts

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Mon, 27 Apr 2009 19:20:00 +0000

75 % der Materie im Universum soll Wasserstoff sein.

23 % der Materie im Universum soll Helium sein und nur 2% der Materie besteht aus anderen Elementen.

Diese anderen Elemente sind auf unserer Erde so reichlich zu finden.

Die Erde ist halt kein Gasplanet, wie z.B. der Jupiter, siehe rechts ->,

der zum größten Teil aus Wasserstoff und Helium besteht, eben der Materie, die es am meisten im Universum gibt. Wäre der Jupiter noch ein wenig größer, vielleicht zehn mal so groß, dann würde aus ihm eine Sonne werden. Aufgrund der Schwerkraft würde in seinem Kern die Kernfusion beginnen, weil der Druck so immense Werte annähme.

Wir auf der Erde würden zwei Sonnen sehen und
hätten vielleicht keine richtige Nacht mehr.

Die schweren Elemente auf der Erde wie z.B. Eisen, Kupfer, Silizium, etc. stammen aus ausgebrannten Sonnen und so enthalten wir jede Menge Sonnenasche und fühlen uns wohl dabei.

Ohne tote Sonnen gäbe es uns nicht.

Und das besingen Ich und Ich sehr schön in Ihrem Lied, 'Vom selben Stern'.

Translation:

75% of matter in the universe is hydrogen.

23% of matter in the universe is helium and only 2% of the matter consists of other elements.

These other elements are found so abundantly on our planet.

The Earth is not a gas planet such as Jupiter, see right ->,

which consists mostly of hydrogen and helium, which is precisely the matter that is mostly available in the universe. If Jupiter would be a little larger, perhaps ten times as big, then he would become a sun. Due to the force of gravity at its core, nuclear fusion would begins because the pressure would equal immense values.

We on Earth would see two suns and
perhaps had no proper night any more.

The heavy elements on Earth, for example like Iron, copper, silicon, etc. are taken from burned-out suns and so we incorporate lots of sunash and feel comfortable with that.

Without a dead sun, there would be no us.

And this fact is expressed very nicely in the song, 'From the same star' of the band 'me and me'.

Superheros Have Weak Moments From Time To Time

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Sun, 26 Apr 2009 19:04:00 +0000

The little boy lies on the lawn. The sun warms him. He lies on an old blanket, good enough for playing. The world around him seems no longer to exist, because he reads spellbound a comic. Superman saves the world and Ray is engrossed in it.

Superman suffers much, because the villains put expose him to Kryptonit. Kryptonit, a material from superman's home planet's is his vulnerable point, he loses all his superpowers, and is weaker than a child, still weaker than Ray .....

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Would you know that Kryptonit was invented 1943, when in the U.S. a radio drama series ran, "Adventures of Superman". The exhausted actor needed vacation. Exposed to Kryptonit Superman became so ill that he could only croak and thus another actor slipped temporarily in the role of Superman, while the other actor went on holidays.

Sometimes the audience will see a play containing threats in order to win time, take a break, etc.

Since then I remember Iraq and weapons of mass destruction ...., never were any of them found - there was still war.

The evil bankers who allegedly alone caused a worldwide crisis and now the politicians are forcing the taxpayers to pay a few hundred billion for bad loans ... For kindergartens and poor children, we have no money, they are not evil enough and threaten not (yet) the world. Perhaps there would be more money if the first dirty bomb were being built in a kindergarten ....

The adding of Bio fuel for cars, supposedly meant to be helpful for the environment, but in truth helpful for the German automobile industry, which need to produce CO2 poorer fleets, according to EU regulations.

We live in a comic world, so pick your super hero shirts and save the world ....

Happiness

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Sun, 19 Apr 2009 19:17:00 +0000

"Thousands and thousands of rivers flow into the sea,
but the sea is never full --
and could man transform stone to gold,
his heart is never satisfied. "

From China

Since the fifties, the prosperity of the Germans grew fourfold, but the satisfaction and happiness have not grown. Prosperity has not made us happy, because true happiness must come from within.

In comparison with the whole world, prosperity and education bring at least health, and so the Germans are in comparison with poorer countries happier, according to the University of Leicester.

Love is always the answer

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Sat, 18 Apr 2009 15:29:00 +0000

Is the love which we give to children, not the same love which we give to ourselves if we feel small and helpless?

Only if I accept my internal child without wanting to form it, I have the strength to love a child. We should allow every person to behave ~~childishly~~ childlike independent of his / her age. This tolerance is a signpost in a more affectionate world.

Now I am away, playing ......

Hartmann von Aue, Poor Heinrich

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Mon, 13 Apr 2009 17:29:00 +0000

In the 90s of 12th century Hartmann wrote his work, poor Heinrich.

Heinrich, a knight whom destiny had given everything what a knight can wish, a pleasant appearance, goods, wealth, strength and honour had been infested with the leprosy.

He went through a crisis. He recognised that now the nice life was over and there would be no healing for him. He visited the doctors of his time. He went to Montpellier and to Salerno nobody reassured him him heart that he could ever be cured again.

Except, so he got to know in Salerno, if he would find a virgin, purely and untouched who wanted to die voluntarily for him. With the fresh heart blood he could be cured of the leprosy. Heinrich knows this would no woman voluntary do and thus he submits to his illness and disappears from the public.

Poor Heinrich moves to a farm family. They have an eight-year-old daughter. Three years later she offers out of love for Heinrich that she would be glad to let herself be killed in order to see him cured. She asserts herself with good rhetoric against her parents and, besides, she talked not like a child, but like a man of 12th century. E.g. when she stated among other things that she would never get in danger to be ruined by the impure lust of the flesh if she would die young. As a virgin she would not know the lust of the flesh at all. However, thus only men think and not children.

Well, everybody wants to talk the child out of being allowed to be killed, but the little one was firmly decided, because she thought that the life of her Lord was more valuable, than hers. Thus Heinrich travelled with her to Salerno.

The doctor took the virging into a separate room where he tied her nude on a table and sharpened a long knife to cut out her heart.

Poor Heinrich spotted through a hole in the wall the naked beauty and then he was not any more able to allow that this beauty should be extinguished. He broke off the procedure and travelled back home. The girl was infuriated and called the doctor as well as poor Heinrich a coward.

However, God liked the behaviour of poor Heinrich and thus he got cured of the leprosy. Then he persuaded his relatives to approve his marriage with the farm daughter and his life became nicer than ever before.

I find it fascinating in poor Heinrich to see the unvarnished representation that men expect from women victims.

And there was the thinking in the western culture in the Middle Ages, virgins would have healing forces.

An idea that means in Africa for example for many virgins the coitus with AIDS sick men who believes a virgin would heal them of AIDS.

I do not believe personally in the strength of the virginity and believe firmly, that women who may live a free sexuality, and from whom we do not expect that they should continuously sacrifice themselves for men, are the true strength in our all life.

Indeed, poor Heinrich is a story which still warms up even today the heart of many men....

Drama and Tragedy for Princes and Kings only?

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Sun, 05 Apr 2009 18:02:00 +0000

The knowledge of the equality of all people which can be acquired through meditation is no general experience.

Thus, in the past in literature and rhetoric the tragedy and pathos had been reserved for the princes and kings. The people lived in feudal division which found their expression in the arts. The bourgeois revolution took the privilege of the kings of tragedy and settled tragedy on earth among the citizens. The German poet Lessing marked with his bourgeois tragedy 'Miss Sarah Sampson' a turning point in that development....

We all learn and slowly more and more what equality means. The bourgeois revolution in Germany (1848) brought rights and freedoms only to better earning citizens.... The right to vote was not for all ... Some time elapsed until all the men got it in Germany (1871) and later on the women too (1919 -1939, 1949 -....).

But we are far from being at the end of the journey. True equality still will have to overcome many common viewpoints before we perceive each human being just as human as you and me ....

A Rumour of War...

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Mon, 30 Mar 2009 19:57:00 +0000

Philip Caputo writes in his book A Rumour of War...

"The only thing I really liked about my boyhood surroundings were the Cook and DuPage County forest preserves, a belt of virgin woodland through wich flowed a muddy stream called Salt Creek. It was not too polluted then, and its sluggish waters yielded bullhead, catfish, carp, and a rare bass. There was small game in the woods, sometimes a deer or two, but most of all a hint of the wild past, when moccassined feet trod the forest paths and fur trappers cruised the rivers in bark canoes. Once in a while, I found flint arrowheads in the muddy creek bank. Looking at them, I would dream of that savage, heroic time and wish I had lived then, before A
America became a land of salesmen and shopping centers.

That is what I wanted, to find in a commonplace world a chance to live heroically. Having known nothing but security, comfort and peace, I hungered for danger, challenges and violence."

Philip Caputo wrote his book in the sixties - now a classic - and he describes the boredom in which he lived as a youth and about his entrance into the Marine Corps as an act of rebellion against his parents' plans of a bourgeois life.

He will feel older than his father when he returns out of the war in which he participated for 16 months. The book sounds honest and you can make connections between the souls of men and why they suddenly are capable of unimaginable acts of violence ....

Peace should never be boring for our young people ....

How to recognize people who don't love?

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Sun, 29 Mar 2009 16:58:00 +0000

Some people love love. It is so beautiful to argue for love. That behaviour is included too in the tools for the bad guys. They show off publicly their ardent love but their words will follow no deeds.

How do I recognize who is who? Baddie or do-gooder? I know everyone has his or her method.

A simple exercise is to imagine the person concerned as in a daydream. Only in this daydream, the person to whom I am interested in has a life of its own. I wait until he or she starts acting unpredictable for me.

In my exercise I see a colleague from work. It takes a while before he moves. I'm curious what he will do. He plants a tree and enjoys the green. I get the impression of a very solid feeling of ownership. The tree has to pay the colleague with growth. He expects a reward for the work from the plant.

Now I let a sick dog, with a lame paw run alongside my colleague ...

My colleague sees the dog and goes into the house. When I confront him again with the dog, he gets a gun and shoots after the dog. Hm, seems this is not to be love. No matter. 2nd attempt

I let a crying child run around. My colleague gets to the child, takes the child and brings it to his wife. Clearly he has a soft sport for delegation .....

And so on. I can work out some scenarios in which the ability to love is tested. I develop a picture of the person which I could revise and correct later on, if the person starts to act ....

Plaster

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Sat, 28 Mar 2009 22:35:00 +0000

gypsum crystal

Some people make a plaster cast of their face. However, how would a plaster cast from my soul look like?

Exercise:

I imagine my soul would be like me and I put my soul's head in plaster. Then I take the plaster cast and look into it. On the inside of the mask it seems as if something clings to it - negative emotions. I'm trying to understand the feelings. Afterwards I rinse the mask with clear water, which flows into the sea.

I am cleansed.

The Seer

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Wed, 25 Mar 2009 13:03:00 +0000

A seer met his death. He sees the death and knows that he will wipe him out when he lower his guard.

"Good day", says the death. "Is not this a wonderful day to die?"

"Oh," says the seer modest. "A day is like the others. I lack the time to die."

Misandry, Am I A Manhater ?

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Mon, 23 Mar 2009 21:37:00 +0000

In a comment I was told that I sound like a man-hater.

Am I that?

Well, my opinion is that we are first and foremost human beings. Human beings who look male or female. A man who first and foremost thinks of himself as a human being and secondarily as a man has done a big step toward leaving status thinking behind.

Patriarchy associated with the male role certain behavior. Men will in times of war and danger for life and possession take action that hurt other humans to maintain their interests.

I served in the Army, I learned martial arts, had my nose broken and other things. I had my part of male socialization, in which blood flows to be a tough guy. All well and good. Men should be strong. If a man chooses strength I would not take that as hateful attitude.

In my blog I occupy myself with lightness, transience, the flight of the soul. People who believe in their status are heavy, they will not unfold their wings.

People who know the meaning of social status and do not mistake status with themselves are lighter. And certainly there are many men who are lovable and who primarily understand themselves as a human being. A man, who lives his role in patriarchy without reflecting his behaviour, to him I may in my opinion offer a thought impulse by feeding something back, which concerns the role.

So, dear men, do not wear each cap which I exhibit here, if it doesn't fit you - I only indicate some sort of mental weights, obstructions for mental takeoff....

And as a small apology for hurt feelings I attach music ....

Man and Woman

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Sun, 22 Mar 2009 22:26:00 +0000

Women are dreaming of life, men are dreaming of status. Men feel themselves drawn to life, because in everyday life they live far away from life and starve inside.

Men are inclined to repel life because they deem the status of life poor since all living beings are freely available assets, ie resources, which are according to market laws cheap.

Thus men bleed and starve spiritually being torn in their lives between status and life.

The Key of Life

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Sat, 21 Mar 2009 19:47:00 +0000

Every woman carries the key of life within her. She knows the secret of life. She carries the knowledge in both, the body and in soul as well.

If a woman can not bear children, then her soul is capable of giving life to many imaginary children ...

It may be that for many women, the process of giving life is so ordinary that they see nothing special in it when they do it. Or it is nothing special, because it is rarely acknowledged in society. But every woman is the germ of a new world.

Follow Your Thread

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Wed, 18 Mar 2009 22:48:00 +0000

In prayer the power of meditation lives.

In meditation the power of our divine part lives.

And our divine part is not the goal of the journey, but the beginning.

A Girl...

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Sun, 15 Mar 2009 21:22:00 +0000

A girl loves life to the edge of the imaginable.

A woman loves life beyond the imaginable.

A mature woman lives an incredible love.

Sometimes I wonder whether the engine of civilization might be the fascination of the transformation and the adaptability of the fair sex?

Booze

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Sun, 15 Mar 2009 01:04:00 +0000

A drinker does not drown in alcohol. A drinker suffers under the burden of life that he wants to dissolve by drinking. By dissolving the load, he dissolves his life.

Hello You

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Wed, 11 Mar 2009 22:52:00 +0000

How wonderful that you arrived here. Yes exactly you!

Take a deep breath. Put the hand on your stomach and breathe out. You feel the life?

Think of nothing. The thoughts are running through you, like a cry through the forest. Soon it is quiet.

Take a deep breath. Put the hand on your stomach and breathe out. You feel the life?

Just as it is - accept it ..... spiro = I breathe

Millstone

rainer_gratz@yahoo.de (Ray Gratzner) — Mon, 09 Mar 2009 21:19:00 +0000

The man who helps his neighbors without accepting thanks is like a millstone, around the neck of the donkey.

Help is fun. But to avoid creating dependencies, the balance of aid between people should be in balance. If I enjoy it to help, it should not be difficult for me to receive thank.

For the recipients it might be very, very important to feel in balance. If I only like to collect merit, without consideration, then perhaps I'm not in the balance .....