Discrimination

There’s a thing that keeps annoying me when someone brings it up, and that’s the attitude of looking for good in everything, as if that, somehow, is a praiseworthy feature, and you’re a good person if you do it. Also, the attitude of not condemning anyone because there’s bad in everyone and good in everyone, and so on.

Let me make a few illustrations.

Let’s take two big containers of ice cream, five litres or so. They are both freshly made and perfectly tasty. Now, we take a spoon of fecal matter – shit, if you like – and mix it into one of the ice cream containers. It’s fraction of a percentage, two millilitres of shit per five litres of ice cream. A few hundredths of a percent, if my math is right. Now we randomize the containers so you can’t tell which is which.

I would like to do that in front of one of those people who tell me they like to see good in everything, and would never discard a person because of a “small flaw”. Go, eat. It’s 99.9% ice cream; by your definition, almost completely pure goodness. Me, I’d throw both containers into the trash, because not only is the contaminated one pure shit, and not 99.9% ice cream, but the other is so suspicious by mere association that it’s shit as well and needs to be disposed of.

That’s what mortal sin is. Not only is it so bad that every single fraction of it in something makes the entire mass shit, but it’s even worse – the other positive virtues make the mass more dangerous and problematic, not less. The fact that 100% shit can look like 100% ice cream and can deceive an innocent person into eating it makes it worse. If you see dog shit on the road, you’re not going to eat it. If you see a bucket of ice cream that contains 0.04% of shit, you might eat it, and for all intents and purposes it’s not less bad than the shit that’s self-evident and thus avoided. Likewise, positive virtues on an evil person make them worse, not better.

What am I saying here? I’m saying that lack of discrimination gets you doomed. Discrimination is the ability to understand what something is, in its nature. Discrimination is the ability to understand what needs to be understood in what context. An insect in amber makes amber more valuable. An insect in coffee makes coffee less valuable. Shit in a garden is useful. Shit in ice cream makes ice cream useless at best and dangerous at worst.

So, we now have to understand that some people have all kinds of flaws, but they are great people. We also need to understand that some people can have only one flaw and lots of virtues, and they can be extremely dangerous and evil. Quantity isn’t even a thing. You can’t just make a quantitative analysis and say that a certain percentage of impurities is acceptable. No; sometimes a huge amount of impurities is not only acceptable, but improves the mixture. An example is penicillin mold in cheese. Sometimes, any amount of AIDS or hepatitis infected blood in the blood bank can make the entire batch useless and dangerous. Having a thin layer of ice on the road doesn’t make it mostly road, it makes it black ice.

In the end, the only criterion is what someone actually does. If a person is mostly virtuous but has a a slight penchant for genocide, you expect that person to be condemned, not 99% praised and 1% condemned. No, you want them 100% condemned, fuck their virtues. Nobody cares that Hitler had good ideas about preserving the environment, increasing employment, making great public roads and was a very good painter. The concentration camps kind of make his virtues moot. Also, you don’t care if some great person had flaws. For instance, Ernest Shackleton had all kinds of flaws, but if you got stranded with him in the middle of nowhere, he was the best person in the world to be stranded with, because he ended up getting everybody to safety, where others calculated with “acceptable losses”. He didn’t have acceptable losses, which is why people he got safely out ended up being his friends for life. Sure, he drank too much and died in debt. People whose lives he saved couldn’t care less.

Various spiritual people have different opinions on this. Jesus, for instance, said that the fruits are the only valid criterion of one’s true spiritual significance. Not what virtues they have, not what flaws they have, not what they look like or what they say – just what the results end up being. If someone is a great person but gets everybody killed, is he truly a great person? Likewise, if one is all kinds of flawed but ends up saving everybody, is he truly flawed?

This puts things into perspective, and the quantitative model of spiritual advancement looks completely inadequate; you know what I mean, the idea that one is increasingly more pure as they approach God. In fact, that doesn’t seem to be how it works at all. Someone can be all kinds of flawed, but if they get the important things right, they can be judged as perfect in the eyes of God. For instance, one of the criminals crucified alongside Jesus, the one who repented and prayed to Jesus to remember him when he gets to his kingdom. That’s the first saint recognised by Christianity. On the other hand, one could look all kinds of pure, but if they hated Jesus during his life, it wasn’t seen as one tiny speck of impurity on an otherwise good person. No, it was seen as a crucial giveaway, a sign that this person truly hates God and is destined for hell. All his other virtues and merits don’t amount to anything at all – they are like an expensive rope on a dead and rotting ass: just worthless trash.

So, if you say you try to see good in everything, what you probably wanted to signal is being a good person that rejects evil and aspires towards the good. What I heard is something altogether different. So, have some of that 99.9% ice cream while trying to condemn God for creating hell that is full of people you would be compassionate enough to save, unlike God who condemned them. You are obviously a better person than God. Either that, or you don’t know what you’re talking about.

Compassion without discrimination results in evil. Love without discrimination results in evil. Wisdom without discrimination is folly. Without discrimination, you will condemn God and vindicate Satan. Without discrimination, you will end up eating shit ice cream all the way to hell.

About gear and light

I had very good luck with the early evening light and the late spring motives lately:

The wideangles are taken with the FE 16-35mm f/4 Zeiss, and the closeups with the FE 50mm f/1.8. Both on A7CR.

Which makes me think. Yesterday, Sony released the new A7RVI camera, the upgraded version of my A7RV, and it left me completely cold. Sure, improvements are always possible and welcome, but considering how I barely convinced myself to upgrade from the decade old A7II, those improvements would have to be something I really care about, and in this case I don’t see much of those. It’s similar to the A1II now; faster readout, more usable electronic shutter, but if I really cared about those features I’d have gotten the A1II. I actually find the A7CR more usable, because it’s smaller and lighter which allows me to take a very compact setup with me when I’m not in the mood for carrying heavy gear, like for instance in two recent walks when I wanted to walk faster and not stop every now and then to take pictures. Also, better gear isn’t always better. I used the 50mm f/1.8 instead of the optically far superior 50mm f/1.2 GM, simply because it’s small and light, the image quality is still very good, and the prospect of carrying the f/1.2 lens for a long fast walk is unappealing, especially since I don’t know if there will be any pictures worth taking. There’s nothing wrong with carrying heavy gear if I know exactly what I’m after, but that’s not always the case. What I want in those cases is something that will be light enough and work well enough for me to catch the light if it does its thing in the vineyards and the poppy fields. Sometimes, the gear is crucial and I need it to be as good as possible. At other times, the gear just needs to be good enough, and the issue is whether the light and the motive will intersect in just the right way.

It’s this way for other things, as well. A car doesn’t have to be the best one possible – just good enough to do what you need it to do. Your mind doesn’t have the be the best in the world, just good enough for what you need to do. Your character doesn’t have to be the purest possible; just pure enough to avoid the traps of Satan and desire God.

I recently had a situation where I had to revise some ideas from my childhood, and I had some new revelations. One would expect me to have been forced to go through those things much earlier, before initiation into vajra, for instance, but obviously not. One doesn’t have to have complete understanding of everything in order to attain initiation. For instance, if you live in a society with primitive natural science, you can believe in impetus and phlogiston and alchemy, and that won’t be a problem for you spiritually. You can believe your uncle to have been a good person while in fact he turned out not to be, and you’ll have to revise your ideas about him, but it exists on a completely different level – that of understanding, rather than purity. For initiation, purity is essential, and understanding is optional. It needs to be good enough not to get in the way. Likewise, my understanding of my childhood didn’t get in the way, but it turned out to be incomplete and flawed. Things I considered to be my own errors turned to be, in tennis terminology, forced ones. That’s the difference between an error that happens when the other player hits the ball particularly well and forces you into a position where an error is expected, rather than fumbling things yourself and losing a point.

In photography, there’s a difference between a photo failing because your composition sucked, the light sucked or you shook the camera, missed focus, miscalculated depth of field or something similar, or failing because the lens had strong and ugly flare when pointed at the sun, or being critically unsharp at a certain aperture, focusing distance and so on. Basically, the light and the motives can suck, a photographer can suck and gear can suck. There’s only so much you can do with gear – at some point, it is no longer a limiting factor for what you’re doing. At that point, upgrading gear is pointless and won’t produce better results. Upgrading your skills, going places that look good in a photo, recognising good light and motives, and composing everything well, that’s what’s far more likely to give you improved results.

Price of purity

I’ve seen something on YouTube recently; a short fragment from the newest Harry Potter movies with young Grindelwald and Dumbledore. I actually watched only the first movie from the series but in this fragment the Kirin, or Qilin, bowed to Dumbledore, which is supposed to mean he’s of pure heart. People were complaining that it’s not right because Dumbledore was all kinds of flawed, and the authors missed the opportunity for the Qilin to bow to that fat baker muggle guy because he’s supposedly of pure heart.

That’s how people usually think, and they are very much mistaken. You see, people think that poor and powerless people are pure, and rich and powerful are sinful, but if you want to know how pure someone is, give him money and power. Also, I would add, if you want to know how pure you are, practice energetic yoga.

Dumbledore was the most powerful wizard of his era, from a wealthy family, and he made mistakes and corrected them and faced the consequences. He is not pure in some naive way, in which someone is pure because they simply lacked the opportunity or incentive to fuck up. He’s pure because he had to face and overcome his flawed and sinful nature. Purity that wasn’t fought for and gained at a great price might be lost as easily as it was attained.

Revolutions show what horrors poor self-righteous people are able to commit when given an opportunity. We’ve seen how corrupt people can become when they happen to attain money and power. It’s not realistic to assume that a pure powerless person will remain pure if suddenly given all the opportunities for sin, debauchery and evil. Moral purity isn’t something you get to be born with. It’s something you need to develop in face of temptation, error and personal weakness. If we assume that power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely, imagine how much of a struggle Dumbledore had to face and overcome in order to be this morally clean, while being so incredibly powerful? People think babies are pure, but Hitler was a baby, too. That’s not how that works. To be pure isn’t to never fuck up. It’s to fuck up, see that it’s wrong, say “never again”, and then consistently work on not fucking up again. I don’t believe in the concept of being sinless from birth; I believe in the concept of experiencing failure, experiencing the consequences, understanding the principles, and then working hard to overcome weakness. Only then you can have purity.

You can talk about purity in the context of butterflies, for instance, but if they lack any capacity to be otherwise, is it really of any value? Dumbledore is something like a vegetarian tiger, or a super venomous snake that refuses to bite even when provoked. It is in his nature to be Hitler, and yet he fights it and does good instead. That, I think, is more purity of heart than being pure simply because you lack the means and incentive to do evil.

If your instinct is to drink nectar from flowers and fly around, it is perfectly unsurprising if you hadn’t caused any great tragedy with your actions. However, what virtue is there in it?

Flawed just right

Some people might ask why I haven’t revised or outright removed my old books, since I know they contain errors.

The thing is, yoga isn’t about a “correct teaching”. Yoga is a process of transformation, and therein lies the rub. When I was still intensely practicing it, I understood how my perspective changed since a year ago, and how I would now find it very hard to understand my former position and give proper advice; I’m becoming too far removed. Different problems, different methods, different understanding, different structure of higher and lower bodies. I made a decision to write it all down as soon as possible, so that I wouldn’t forget, because otherwise I wouldn’t be able to pass the knowledge on, and it would again be lost, and everybody would have to start from scratch, like myself. The danger of too high a teaching is that the first step is in the clouds, beyond reach.

The fact that it contains some wrong beliefs is not really a problem. I contained even more wrong beliefs before I wrote it, and yet here I am now, not because I had the right beliefs, but because I followed the right process and had the right understanding – that it isn’t about espousing all the right beliefs, or by doing all the right things all at once. It’s about focusing at the right goal, about being able to transform, to abandon beliefs and form new ones as needed, because you change. In the beginning, and in fact in most of the process, you can’t have a correct understanding of God, because of what you are and what your nature is. You understand that God is awesome, but you can’t really formulate a proper understanding of what that means. What you can do is focus on God regardless, and practice purifying energetic techniques to make non-God stuff on you break up, purify on a particle level, and become closer to God stuff. God is not merely something far that you occasionally see; God is someone you become by following a process.

Yes, my first books contain flawed teachings, but they all contain correct understanding that resulted in much better teachings later on, as the process was given time to transform the slow physical matter of my brain. Yes, those old teachings were flawed, but do have in mind that they are the teachings of Vedanta for the most part, but already upgraded by the practical understanding created by the purification of the elements, initiation into Vajra and a glimpse into the higher substances that I couldn’t yet wield, but which I knew existed. They are flawed by my current standards, but they are better than anything else, and all the techniques and methodology were already perfectly formulated; what I lacked was the exact theoretical understanding of what’s going on. I just knew what you had to do to get results. Also, it’s all written by a version of me that still remembers what problems I had, how I had to solve them, and it’s all more “human” than anything I would write now. I wouldn’t dare to touch the old materials and “improve” them, because the very part that could help an ordinary human become a yogi could be lost, because I could accidentally “upgrade” something to a point beyond ordinary human understanding.

On the other hand, the books I write now are possibly more understandable, because you can explain better when you have a more complete understanding. Where I used to fumble around issues, trying to explain something, I now have a clear, straightforward and simple theory. So, it’s not as simple as it might seem – start with the old books first, and gradually work your way to the current ones. In fact, the opposite might be the best – start with the newest books with the best theoretical understanding behind them, and then work your way back through the older ones, to see how I got there, what I initially got wrong, how I revised it and why, and get to the point where you can do something, yourself. Because, what does it even matter which teaching is more correct and which book is better, if you yourself are not there? You can sit on the fence and watch me struggle with things, and wait until the end to see what comes of it all, but it’s a bad idea since you get to be firmly entrenched on square one decades later. It’s much better to try and fail ten thousand times, than to be safe doing nothing.

Lessons

I had one instance of good fortune with the butterflies today and tried to take the best of it; almost came home empty handed, but then two butterflies started their dance above the road and…

I took those with the 135mm, because the 100-400mm was too much for me to carry, considering what kind of an astral shitstorm I have to deal with; hiking up hill is hard enough, and doing it with a big setup was too much for today.

The lesson from this as well as the previous hike is that all it takes is one. One scene, one butterfly, a few seconds of opportunity, and if you have the equipment with you, failure turns into success. Just a few seconds of a window of opportunity. If that didn’t intersect with me, I’d come home empty handed after carrying heavy gear up hill.

I wonder what lesson I would have learned had I climbed that hill twice with multiple kilos of equipment on me, and in both cases that one lucky opportunity didn’t arise. Would the lesson have been “fuck this, I’m not carrying this stuff here again”? I’ve seen this in business; occasionally, some people just get lucky and end up with money, and then they think they are competent and successful; they try again, and they fail, again and again, because they learned the wrong lesson. They didn’t understand how lucky they were, and how rare and improbable success was, and how little it depended on their own competence. People seem to learn wrong lessons from success, and, quite likely, also from failure. They might think there’s something wrong with them, but maybe they did everything right and those butterflies didn’t perform for them at just the right time when they walked that road, and they came home with an empty card. All those “spiritual teachers” in the 1990s talked about how this world is a school and we are here to learn lessons, but they don’t actually seem to be the good and useful lessons, when I think about it. We learn that certain things don’t work, and others do, but what we actually learn seems to be more degrading than helpful, because receiving spiritual feedback from a place designed by Satan and inhabited by morally flawed beings works exactly as you might expect it to. For instance, I learned early on that I will be beaten up, insulted, humiliated, ignored, ridiculed and degraded regardless of what I do. The feedback will always be negative, so I might as well do whatever. It took me a while to un-learn that lesson, because I almost became human garbage and a criminal, resulting from my parents’ stellar upbringing. 🙂 My brother, on the other hand, learned that the path to getting what he wanted is to play victim and whine loudly, blaming me, and then I will be beaten up and he will get to play with my toys. Since he never actually practised yoga, he never unlearned that lesson, and he’s still thinking in terms of blaming me for his misery in order for the fundamental law of the Universe to be triggered, where I will be beaten up and he will get my toys.

Do you know how I un-learned that harmful lesson from my childhood? The one that I’m doomed regardless and feedback will always be negative, so I might as well do whatever? I decided that the first part is indeed correct: the feedback I receive is probably always flawed and I can’t rely on it in order to correct my actions. However, I also decided that the second part, where I might as well do whatever, will result in utter doom. It would harm me terribly. So, I needed to think of a way of correcting my actions without taking human feedback into account. I learned to judge my actions against an ideal – good people that I know, good characters from literature or film, holy scriptures. Darshan of God, ultimately. I understood that my life is not a performance for others, because others will not be able to save me if I fail. There was no use in emotional signalling; just understanding what was wrong, and fixing it. Repeat ad nauseam. No audience. No use in whining, or feeling bad or depressed about mistakes. Just fix them, and align with the template of perfection, that is of course constantly updated. Fuck up, fix, repeat. No audience. No useful feedback. Just deception and false information from the outside, stuff that’s meant to discourage, harm and degrade, stuff that will praise me when I’m doing poorly and ridicule me when I’m doing everything right, with just enough randomness to make it completely useless. Do what God would do in my place, not what gets me praise from humans, because humans are sinful, deluded, ignorant, evil or just fucked up. They will criticise what they admire because it hurts them, or they will praise what they find pathetic, because it makes them feel good.

Being able to stand in the presence of God and feel like I belong there. That was the motivation.

Also, I assume that I’m probably doing everything right, and the lack of results is merely a normal thing if butterflies haven’t crossed my path by chance. Thinking that you’re doing something wrong just because there are no results is like thinking your camera choice or photographic skill need to be improved if you came home with an empty card that day. Were there any butterflies around? No? If so, how is the absence of butterfly pictures surprising? Correcting your course too often, and based on unreliable feedback, is not helpful. For instance, Biljana was with me today and she came home without any good pictures. Why? Because we were both very tired on the way down, under terrible astral pressure, and when those butterflies appeared I went after them, fiddled with autofocus modes until I found something that managed to lock and track, and kept them under rapid fire for half a minute or so. Biljana was just too tired to give a fuck about butterflies at that point and left them to me. 🙂 What conclusion should she draw from this? None at all. She did everything right. Doing everything right, however, doesn’t mean that you’ll have good results on any given day. Another day, she might have excellent pictures and I will have nothing. What conclusions should I draw from this? Absolutely none. Learning lessons from everything is highly overrated.