| OMMMM ... Listen ... Listen ... Down ... Down with that sound! WHAT 
                          IS IT? A current of air? Vibrating vocal cords? Your own ear drums? 
                          Something running in your head? Its all of these. But goes so 
                          deep. This sound is YOU vibrating. And who are YOU?  Don't give me your name, address and occupation ... You know that's 
                          just a mask ... a front ... a big act. Who puts it on? Who puts it 
                          on ... your body? Huh! What an act that is! And who puts that on? 
                          Your father and mother? Did they put you on? Come off it. You know 
                          very well who You are, but you won't admit it. Deep in there in the 
                          middle, middle of your heart, You know it. You've always been around 
                          and always will be. And the You in you is the same as the You in me.  You're 
                          not some sort of tourist just visiting in this world for a short time. 
                          You belong here, like the apple on the tree. And as the apple is the 
                          energy of the tree, you, yes You, are the energy of the world.  You 
                          don't know who You are do you? You can't really get at yourself, just 
                          as the fingertip can't touch itself and the teeth can't bite themselves. 
                          And that's because You ... the far in you ... is what we call Brahman, 
                          the Self of the Universe. The Which of which there is no whicher. 
                          The Heart and Foundation of all that's going on.  You 
                          think you're going to die someday. Yes! That's because every now and 
                          then you have to go off so that you can know you're on. You can't 
                          have an up without a down ... or a back without a front ... or a light 
                          day without a dark night. The whole thing is pulse.  So 
                          what are YOU doing Brahman? You're playing on and off with yourself, 
                          hide and seek with yourself. You're just passing eternal time with 
                          adventure. You forget who you are really. Every now and then You make 
                          like you're just a John Doe or a Mary Smith, or a butterfly, or a 
                          worm, or a star and that you're lost in the middle of a big, big, 
                          outside world that isn't you, that you don't understand and that you 
                          don't control. Of course! There has to be something else ... something 
                          other ... to bring out the feeling that You are you.  And 
                          so that You can feel really you, that outside world has to feel really 
                          strange, different, weird. You old trickster ... deep down in, You 
                          know the whole bit. And therefore, what You want is a surprise.  So 
                          you have to let things get out of control. You have to feel lost and 
                          lonely to know You is you. You play the thing out by inventing lusts 
                          and loves, fears and terrors, gnawing anxieties and screaming meemees. 
                          Also, you can imagine, "It's not really me ... it's IT that runs 
                          the show.  But 
                          our secret is ... as we say ... Tatvamasi ... You Are IT. You are 
                          running the show, by not letting your right hand know what your left 
                          is doing. By making life as a whopping great split between what You 
                          do and what happens to You. And this is what we call Maya, 
                          the great illusion ... and Lila, the play, the big act.  
 And 
                          You don't just play your game with such simple elements as on and 
                          off, black and white, or life and death. To seem as real as real can 
                          be, this world that You are playing must be so complicated that you 
                          can't figure IT out ... especially if you are using figures to figure 
                          IT. So between black and white, there is a whole range of colors, 
                          between thunder and silence, the whole scale of tones, and between 
                          something and nothing, between a smashing fist on the face, and trying 
                          to touch air, there are all the textures of feeling; burning, throbbing, 
                          pushing, hugging, fondling, tickling, kissing, brushing, and light 
                          wind on the skin. Your world is all these elements of light and sound; 
                          of tastes, smell and touch, woven together in many dimensions on the 
                          fabulous loom of your  brain. Your brain ... the most complicated thing 
                          in the world, which you ... Yourself ... grew ... without even thinking 
                          about it.   Your brain...The Hands of God
 You 
                          have always been around. For You, I, the Self, is simply what there 
                          is ... and all that there is. All of us are rays from One center, 
                          teats on One sow, sounds on One flute, forever and ever. But it doesn't 
                          get monotonous, boring, because we keep forgetting IT. We keep the 
                          on's on by putting off's between them.  How 
                          big is IT ... and how long is on and how long off? How 
              big is IT... and how long is on and how long off? DO NOT TAKE THESE FIGURES LITERALLY FOR THEIR PURPOSE IS JUST TO GIVE AN IDEA OF VASTNESS. We 
                          say that man, human life, is a dance that lasts for 4,320,000 years. 
                          And, of course, there are all sorts of other dances going on at the 
                          same time with their own rhythms. Star dances, rock dances, fish dances, 
                          insect dances, plant dances; and strange animal scenes, like crocodile 
                          dances, elephant dances ... The human dance runs for 4,320,000 years, 
                          a span of time that we call a Kalpa. Before it begins and after it 
                          ends, there is always another Kalpa, or off period of rest during 
                          which the Self is simply the Self and doesn't pretend to be this me 
                          or that you. We call this rest period the Pralaya ... peace, uninvolvement, 
                          pure bliss. When 
                          4,320,000 years of rest draw to a close, the Lila dance begins again; 
                          though it always seems like the first time. Every day is today. And 
                          then through many centuries, through many pulses of waking and sleeping, 
                          life and death, you stretch your world out through a span of time 
                          that varies in mood like the rainbow; running from purple to red, 
                          from royal delight to destruction and fire. For as there is no purple 
                          without red, there is no pleasure without pain.  There 
                          are thus four great divisions [seasons] of the Kalpa [cosmic year]. We call each one a Yuga 
                          and name them after the four throws in the Hindu game of dice; Krita, 
                          the perfect throw of four; Treta, 
                          the slightly imperfect throw of three; Dvapara, 
                          the throw of two; and Kali, 
                        the worst throw of one. And 
                          so the first period, the Krita Yuga ... runs for 1,728,000 years, 
                          during which the whole world is as perfect as a fresh flower and as 
                          unblemished as the skin of a young girl.  The 
                          second period, the Treta Yuga ... is a little shorter. It runs for 
                          1,296,000 years, during which a small element of evil and decay comes 
                          into life and the tips of the petals are very slightly browned.  The 
                          third period is the Dvapara Yuga ... running for 864,000 years. The 
                          syllable Dva in Dvapara means two, double or dual, so that in this 
                          age, the powers of good and evil are equally balanced. The 
                          fourth period is Kali Yuga ... running for only 432,000 years in which 
                          the power of evil and destruction takes over. At the end, your eternal 
                          Self takes the form of Shiva, the Lord of renewal through death; blue 
                          bodied and ten armed with a necklace of skulls. BUT with one hand 
                          in the gesture called "fear not" as a reminder that all 
                          this is in illusion and play. And then Shiva dances the Tandala dance, 
                          the dance of fire in which the material world is destroyed and the 
                          Self returns to the state of Pralaya ... of peace, uninvolvement, 
                          and pure bliss. (See More Kali Yuga. See The 12 Signs of  Kali Yuga. Hear OM by The Moody Blues. See Hindu Cosmology.)   Shiva,  Lord of Renewal
 All 
                          this goes on forever, through Kalpa after Kalpa after Kalpa ... and 
                          not only in this visible world that we call the universe, for this 
                          universe that we know is only a speck of dust in another universe. 
                          And all the specks of dust in this universe that we know contain minute 
                          universes without measure; boundless inward in the atom, boundless 
                          outward in the whole.  However 
                          vast, however incomprehensible, however terrifying this entire display 
                          may seem to be, all of it is at root, your own inmost Self; the Self 
                          which you cannot touch, or see, or pin down or control because ITs 
                          too close, too new, right in the middle of everything. Because IT'S YOU!... OMMMM. Go to Side 
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  EK ONG KAR
  OM, this WORD is the whole universe. 
                                  It is explained that everything past, present, and future 
                                  is the sound OM. And whatever 
                                  is beyond these three divisions of time, that also, indeed, 
                                  is OM. In the beginning there 
                                  was only the Self ... like a person alone. Looking around, 
                                  IT saw nothing other than Itself. IT first said "I AM". 
                                  And so there came the Name, I. Thus, to this day, when one 
                                  is asked, "Who is there?", he replies: "IT 
                                  is I", and then gives what other name he may have.
 The 
                                  Self was afraid as one who is alone is afraid. But IT thought, 
                                  "Since there is nothing beside Myself, of what am I afraid 
                                  ?" Where at the fear vanished. For what could IT have 
                                  feared? Fear can come only from something other ... But the 
                                  Self had no delight as one alone has no delight. IT desired 
                                  another. IT expanded to the form of male and female in tight 
                                  embrace and then fell into two parts. Thus it is that everybody 
                                  is one half ... like one of the halves of a split pea. And 
                                  the missing half is filled by a spouse.  Then 
                                  He coupled with Her and produced all human beings.  She 
                                  thought, "How can He have intercourse with me, having 
                                  produced me from Himself? I will hide". She became a 
                                  cow. But He became a bull and coupling with Her produced all 
                                  cattle. And in turn, She became a mare and He a stallion; 
                                  She a female donkey and He a male donkey; She a she-goat and 
                                  He a he-goat; She a yew and He a ram. And thus were born from 
                                  their union, all beings that exist in pairs down to the very 
                                  ants.  He 
                                  knew. I am in fact this universe, for I have produced it all. 
                                  In this way, He became the universe ... By 
                                  whose direction is the mind aware of objects? By whose command 
                                  does life first move? By whose will is this speaking uttered? 
                                  And what god empowers the eye and the ear? IT is the Hearing 
                                  of the ear, the Awareness of the mind, the very Sound of speech, 
                                  the Life of the breath and the Sight of the eye. Therefore, 
                                  the wise surrendering themselves, go beyond this world and 
                                  are immortal.  But 
                                  IT is beyond the reach of sight, speech and thought and we 
                                  neither know nor understand how IT can be taught. IT is other 
                                  than the known, and beyond the unknown. Thus we have heard 
                                  from the wise. IT is that which cannot be spoken, but by which 
                                  we speak. IT is that which cannot be thought, but by which 
                                  we think. IT is that which cannot be seen, but by which we 
                                  see. IT is that which cannot be heard, but by which we hear. 
                                  IT is the breath which cannot be held, but by which we breathe. 
                                  IT is known to those who do not know IT. To those who know 
                                  IT 
 IT is unknown. IT is not understood by those who 
                                  understand IT. IT is understood by those who understand IT 
                                  not. There was never a time when I was not, nor you, nor these 
                                  others. Nor will there ever be a time to come when we shall 
                                  cease.  As 
                                  one passes in this body through childhood, youth and old age, 
                                  even so is the taking on of other bodies. This does not trouble 
                                  the wise. Of the nonexistent, there is no coming to be. Of 
                                  the existent, there is no ceasing to be. That by which all 
                                  this is pervaded cannot be destroyed. As one casts off worn 
                                  out clothes, and puts on others that are new, even so, the 
                                  Self casts off worn out bodies, and assumes others that are 
                                  new. Weapons cannot cut this Self. Fire cannot burn IT. Water 
                                  does not make IT wet, nor the wind dry. IT is eternal, all 
                                  pervading, changeless, and unmoved. IT is the same forever. 
                                  IT is said to be unmanifest, inconceivable and without change. 
                                  Knowing IT thus you should not grieve ... Go to Side 
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                                        The 
                                          Knower, the Central Self, is not born and does not 
                                          die. IT is not produced from anything, and produces 
                                          nothing apart from ITSELF. IT is unborn, eternal, 
                                          enduring, primordial. IT is not slain when the body 
                                          is slain ... If the slayer thinks he slays or if the 
                                          slain thinks he is slain, neither understand. IT neither 
                                          slays nor can be slain. Smaller than the small, greater 
                                          than the great, IT is the Self in the heart of all 
                                          beings ...  
 "Bring 
                                          here a fruit from that fig tree." "Here 
                                          it is, Sir." "Break 
                                          it." "Sir, 
                                          it is broken." "What 
                                          do you see inside?" "There 
                                          are, Sir, these minute seeds." "Break 
                                          one of them." "It 
                                          is broken, Sir." "What 
                                          do you see there?" "Sir, 
                                          I see nothing at all." "My 
                                          son, that subtle essence which you do not see is the 
                                          Self of this whole universe, That is the Real, That 
                                          is the Self, and you are IT." (You are IT,  I am  IT, We are IT.) -- Alan Watts See My Two Sense. See One Is The Answer. See Much More. 
 OM versus ONG   
 According 
                          to the rules of Sanskrit grammar, the finite-related (we humans) may not chant OM*, the Creator-Absolute sound. Rather,the 
                          sound current OM must manifest as ONG. 
                          That is to say, by dropping the sound current mm, 
                          substituting nnnng and thereby expressing ONNNNG, we experience a more direct 
                          and noticeably greater stimulation of the pineal-pituitary 
                          reflex zone by virtue of the resultant contact of the tongue 
                            with the upper palate, thereby assisting deep brain 
                          function, cranial-nervous system resonance, the experience 
                          of tranquillity, and the expansion of awareness. Please 
                          see the "Kundalini Yoga" article in the Summer 
                          Solstice 1976 Bicentennial edition of the 3HO 
                            Foundation's 'Kundalini Quarterly' for more details. 
                          See ONG, the Meditation. See 
                            also The Science 
                              of Mantra. OM is the collective resonant tone of Life Force that fills the 
                          Infinite LivingUniverse. But ONG is that 
                          tone impinging on Matter, creating the physical
 Universe, which resonates like a gong, from atom to galaxy. 
                          The Cosmos
 quivers with sound like an infinite number of leaves quivering 
                          in the breeze.
 Out of ONG, and also contained within it, are all the sounds 
                          that make up
 the vibrating forms of life. Just as sound when projected 
                          through a liquid
 solution, or sand on a metal plate produces geometric patterns, 
                          so does
 form result throughout the creative manifestation, including 
                          the human body.
 *OM "The 
                          sound OM, or more correctly, A-U-M, is sung with the whole 
                          range of the voice from the throat to the lips. It is therefore 
                          used in India to mean THAT which is all-inclusive ... the 
                          universal and eternal Self or Ground of the universe. This 
                          is the Brahman, the Godhead from which, and in which, everything 
                          happens, in much the same way that all sounds heard on the 
                          radio and phonograph are vibrations of the diaphragm in the 
                          speaker. OM (ONG) represents, 
                          then, the basic vibration or energy which assumes the myriad 
                          forms and disguises of stars and planets, mountains and oceans, 
                          plants and fish, animals and men, and is also understood as 
                          the central Self, or Atman, in all beings. (See ONG mandala.) The sound OM (ONG) is chanted, or 
                          sung silently in the head, as a focal point for deep concentration, 
                          by means of which the individual finds out that the life-energy 
                          which he calls himself is One and the same as the eternal 
                          energy of the Cosmos. He is thereby set free from anxiety." -- Alan Watts 'The Sound of Hinduism' (See also ONG, the Meditation.) The 
                          Hindus do not, however, define the supreme Self, or God, as 
                          the personal governor and king of the universe. They would 
                          say, rather, that the Brahman acts or manifests the world 
                          without calculation, much as we grow our hair, circulate our 
                          blood, and form our brains and nerves. The world is not made, 
                          like an artifact, but performed, like a play -- and the one 
                          basic Actor plays all the parts.  "Thoughts 
                          reflect and affect our mood, our attitude and our general 
                          tenor. Thoughts are silent sounds. And sounds are electromagnetic 
                          vibrations.
 The more refined our thoughts, the more elevated our vibration; 
                          the more
 elevated our vibration, the closer we get to the highest vibration 
                          of all–our
 own divine nature. The entire universe was built on sound 
                          (WORD), which is
 nothing but vibration. By vibrating a certain combination 
                          of sounds, we are
 able to tune into various levels of intelligence, or consciousness. 
                          Thus,
 chanting mantras is a conscious 
                          method of controlling our moods, and
 in turn, our frequency and resultant all-around radiance." -- Donna 
                            Quesada
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