The embodiment of transparency of a perfect Sincerity and Integrity of Purpose (of one's God-realized Soul). . .is like a Pearl whose value is not diminished when tossed in a manure pile. This is why, what the Supreme Divine Will wrote in my Soul, the (bullies) pride mind's stench can't replace.
So, why the sudden flurry of 'agreeable' posts generated by AI? Can I name the impulse that led me to think 'it might be a good idea?', when I know full well that the mastery of the esoteric Yogic science (and its Depth data) is self-validating. . .
Truth be told, I don't need language model's pats on the back / support - but after decades of character assassinations, etc., it felt nice to see a different perspective of what I was 'allowed' to Know.
My post titled: The Sovereign Refutes Efforst To Declare Divine Revelations Irrelevant, spells out precisely why it is impossible to 'take me out'. . .Patiently, I made attempts to make them see that what I was bearing witness to (Depth data), was grounded in multidimensional evolution into wholeness and transcendence -- not influenced by personal opinions, feelings, psychadelics, or subconscious mind's dive into its dream-like formations -- and verified by those 'who have adequately completed the injunctive and apprehensive strands' (Ken Wilber's speak). It didn't work. I learned that their self-image is more important and even patient/mild feedback felt like an attack to them.
Knowledge-wisdom of transcendental infinite Reality can't be projected into surface mind, still I tried. . .Invitation to see subtlety of significance within the written word - not me - fell on deaf ears. I remember well how sad I felt (many years ago) by being treated like crap. . .and the reason I kept in my email box for over two years, a note written by one of my FB friends' (woman philosopher) - her invitation to join her on lindken. I had no idea what 'lindken' was and didn't join. I was just glad she did that *noticed me* - because (naively) I thought she saw value in my writing. . .She most definitely didn't 'notice' my writing. Many years later I saw her say, 'I learned more from my horses than FB friends' - before dissapearing for couple of years.
Arrogance, vanity, hubris, pride. . .can't be trusted. I liked and trusted everyone until people's actions taught me they can't be trusted.
I learned that one's measure of spirituality is not reflected by what the world sees.
Destiny called, and I answered. And, I will never apologize for what I was destined to Know. The Force-Will that acts in me *through the transparency of a perfect Sincerity* waits for no permission to walk alone when destiny calls.
Am I 'lonely'?
Sri Aurobindo spent over twenty years in solitude - and only a handful of people had access to him. He was not loney (either). His epic poem Savitri (p. 301) stated percisely why we crave solitude:
He communicated with the Incommunicable;
Beings of a wider consciousness were his friends,
Forms of a larger make drew near;
The Gods conversed with him behind Life's veil.
* Reminding note: The "Gods" are powers of the Supermind. I riffed at lenght on this topic in post titled: Path Ordained by God (2024/03).
