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What Happens When You Die? Evidence Suggests Time Simply Reboots
Dying Soul
From the Huffington Post:
By Robert Lanza, M.D.
What happens when we die? Do we rot into the ground, or do we go to heaven (or hell, if we’ve been bad)? Experiments suggest the answer is simpler than anyone thought. Without the glue of consciousness, time essentially reboots.
The mystery of life and death can’t be examined by visiting the Galapagos or looking through a microscope. It lies deeper. It involves our very selves. We wake and find ourselves in the present. There are stairs below us, which we seem to have climbed; there are stairs above us, which go upward into the unknown future. But the mind stands at the door by which we entered and gives us the memories by which we go about our day. Everything is ordered and predictable. We’re like cuckoo birds who appear through a door each morning. We fancy there’s a clockwork set in motion at the beginning of time.
But if you remove everything from space, what’s left? Nothing. The same applies for time — you can’t put it in a jar. You can’t see through the bone surrounding your brain (everything you experience is information in your mind). Biocentrism tells us space and time aren’t objects — they’re the mind’s tools for putting everything together.
I was a young boy when I realized there was something unexplainable about life that I simply didn’t understand. I learned this from one of the last smiths in New England, when I, as a child, tried to capture a woodchuck on his property.
Over his shop a chimney cap went round and round, squeak, squeak, rattle, rattle. One day the blacksmith came out with his shotgun and blew it off. The noise stopped. Mr. O’Donnell pounded metal on his anvil all day. No, I thought, I didn’t want to be caught by him. Yet, I had my purpose.
The woodchuck’s hole was in such close proximity to Mr. O’Donnell’s shop that I could hear the bellows fanning his forge. I crawled noiselessly through the long grass, occasionally stirring a grasshopper or a butterfly. After setting a new steel trap that I had just purchased at the hardware store, I took a stake and, rock in hand, pounded it into the ground. When I looked up, I saw Mr. O’Donnell standing there, his eyes glaring. I said nothing, trying to restrain myself from crying. “Give me that trap, child,” he said, “and come with me.”
I followed him into his shop, which was crammed with all manner of tools and chimes of different shapes and sounds hanging from the ceiling. Starting the forge, Mr. O’Donnell tossed the trap over the coals and a tiny flame appeared underneath, getting hotter until, with a puff it burst into flame. “This thing can injure dogs, and even children!” he said, poking the coals with a fork. When the trap was red hot, he took it from the forge, and pounded it into a little square with his hammer. He said nothing while the metal cooled. At length, he patted me upon the shoulder, and then took up a few sketches of a dragonfly. “I tell you what,” he said. “I’ll give you 50 cents for every dragonfly you catch.” I said that would be fun, and when I parted I was so excited I forgot about my new trap.
The next day I set off with a butterfly net. The air was full of insects, the flowers with bees and butterflies. But I didn’t see any dragonflies. As I floated through the last of the meadows, the spikes of a cattail attracted my attention. A huge dragonfly was humming round and round, and when at last I caught it, I hopped and skipped all the way back to Mr. O’Donnell’s shop. Taking a magnifying glass, he held the jar up to the light and made a careful study of the dragonfly. He fished out a number of rods, and with a little pounding, wrought a splendorous figurine that was the perfect image of the dragonfly. It had about it a beauty as airy as the delicate insect.
As long as I live I will remember that day. And though Mr. O’Donnell is gone now, there still remains in his shop that little iron dragonfly −- covered with dust now −- to remind me there’s something more elusive to life than the succession of shapes we see frozen into matter.
Before he died, Einstein said “Now Besso [an old friend] has departed from this strange world a little ahead of me. That means nothing. People like us … know that the distinction between past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.” In fact, it was Einstein’s theory of relativity that showed that space and time are indeed relative to the observer. Quantum theory ended the classical view that particles exist if we don’t perceive them. But if the world is observer-created, we shouldn’t be surprised that it’s destroyed with each of us. Nor should we be surprised that space and time vanish, and with them all Newtonian conceptions of order and prediction.
It’s here at last, where we approach the imagined border of ourselves, the wooded boundary where in the old fairy tale the fox and the hare say goodnight to each other. At death, we all know, consciousness is gone, and so too the continuity in the connection of times and places. Where then, do we find ourselves? On stairs that can be intercalated anywhere, like those that Hermes won with the dice of the moon, that Osiris might be born. We think that the past is past and the future the future. But as Einstein realized, this simply isn’t the case.
Without consciousness, space and time are nothing; in reality you can take any time — whether past or future -− as your new frame of reference. Death is a reboot that leads to all potentialities. That’s the reality that the experiments mandate. And when I see Mr. O’Donnell’s old shop, I know that somewhere the chimney cap is still going round and round, squeak, squeak. But it probably won’t rattle for long.
“Biocentrism” (BenBella Books) lays out Lanza’s theory of everything.
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Yogi X once more.
In the previous post concerning chakras (spinning energy ‘wheels’ in the body) and their effective ‘ladder’ up the human frame, we talked about the lowest chakra, the rectum chakra which has 4 petals and 4 basic musical tones. For the spiritual warrior, dwelling on these sounds is a waste of spiritual time and energy, though in some therapy quarters it can be useful for health maintenance of the human frame, i.e. the colon.
The second tottering step up the ladder is the second chakra. when cleaned it opens up onto a coarse world slightly brighter and more entertaining (if at all) than the first chakra. This second chakra is often called by mystics, the indri chakra as it relates to sex and the continued procreation of the species, i.e., reproduction.
The indri chakra is located near the sacral plexus and has six petal, each with its own distinct musical sound.
When we add the lowest chakra (mul chakra) petals to the indri chakra petals, we now have ten sounds that each equal one letter of the Sanskrit alphabet when one tries to vocalize them.
Again, from the spiritual standpoint, we spend almost no time (like NONE) contemplating on this chakra, though at times it may be useful in the process of certain healing practices. It is naturally cleaned with the Perfect Guide’s meditative strategy of “pulling the string” nice and easy as opposed to “pushing it” where its physics make it unprone to go.
Since we are doing intellectual byte size posts, the next post will move further up the ladder. Unless of course, someone has a query which I will be glad to answer.
Have a nice evening,
Yogi X.
Yogi X here,
The third chakra up from the bottom of the chakra ladder in the human frame is the nabhi chakra. Nabhi means navel, and of course, chakra means spinning energy wheel. The nabhi chakra is situated near the solar plexus and has mostly to do with general nutrition for the human frame. This chakra has 8 petals, each with its own unique sound.
When added to the 10 sounds of the lower two chakras’ petals (rectum and procreation) we now have 18 sounds representing 18 letters of the Sanskrit alphabet of 52 letters in total.
Spiritual warriors spend little or no tme with the coarse parallel world this chakra gives access to, as again, it is depleted of light and energy. Health workers do find working with this chakra is useful for digestive and absorption issues.
We will be back with you soon.
Yogi X.
Yogi X here,
The fourth rung up the chakra “ladder” in the human frame is the “hrida chakra”, or the heart chakra. It is located near the heart plexus and it generally relates to the circulation of blood and breathing, both critical functions in which the heart plays a critical link.
This chakra has 12 petals, containing 12 exclusive tones. Again, though critical to the human frame’s functioning, this spinning energy vortex and its related external, parallel universe sphere are of little interest to the spirtual warrior snce it also is more retarded than our current earthly world.
If we add these 12 petals to the 18 total on the three lower chakras, we are now up to 30 letters on the old rishis’ Sanskrit alphabet.
Talk to you soon.
Yogi X (Mr. Tom’s Yogi the Bare)
Yogi X here again,
We are almost getting back up to the exciting range for spiritual warriors. We just have a little more to go within the lower chakras of the human frame on which to build the framework to support our spiritual potential.
The fifth chakra up from the bottom is the kanth chakra, or throat chakra. It controls the bodies respiration. It is a somewhat interesting parallel universe to visit; we often do this in our light sleep stage. Notice our dreams are not as bright and colorful as the physical world we live in.
It is also called the lotus with 16 petals, each resounding with it own musical tone to the well trained inner ear. These basic sounds get us up to 46 letters in the Sanskrit alphabet, on the way to 52 letters.
Once again, this is basic data to communicate and understand with; we still have a small way to go to reach the first important stage of the spiritual warrior.
See you soon,
Yogi X
Yogi here again.
The sixth and last chakra of the spheres of Pind, of which our physcial world Earth is a part is called DodalKanwal, the two-petal lotus. It is the highest chakra of Pind, the spheres of the material world.
The sixth chakra is situated in the brain behind the lower part of the eyes, back near the pineal gland. This chakra is the seat of the mind and soul in the physical frame. All spheres and chakra centers below the sixth, are subordinate to it.
All ‘deities’ or forces which are said to govern the body are subordinate to the mind and spirit, which reside in this energy center.
This 2-petal lotus has two major sounds, both which the spiritual warrior ignores. Other than rising above this chakra, the spiritual warrior merely views it as part of the maintenance of the human frame. Ancient rishis and munis use these two sounds to form letters 47 and 48 of the Sanskrit alphabet.
We are getting closer to where the real magic begins. Talk to you soon.
Yogi X
500 Comments====================I still think this is ridiculous with the preaching going on. How long would a few of us on here last with doing that. YOGI must be a friend of those in power here. After all it is taking up a lot of space and does not have much to do with Vets. That’s my opinion and I wonder if others feel the same way. Speak up and join in and say so. SEEVIEW
Hi seeview, I see you’re #501. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen your name on here before. This is kind of amazing, but you know? — I don’t see it as preaching.
We’re a bunch of Vets, many of us who have faced the situation where the current breath at the time could have been the last one. You know what I mean? Somehow, I think you do.
A certain percentage of us older vets have thought about–no, dwelled on–what really happened to our buddies, comrades, seemingly innocent civilians, and even those we called the enemy. Ask Chuck Palazzo what he thinks about that, and why he’s living in Nam now. Why are the long gone faces still with us in our dreams or when we are startled, even decades later?
I personally have been looking for answers. I’ve been to churches, temples, whorehouses, etc., etc., etc. It was like the blind leading the blind as Yogi X says. Bless all their souls for trying, but the faces are still with me, still haunting me. My brain echoes with why?, why? why? Why was I involved with that? Was it good? Was it bad? Was it meaningless? Trust me, the faces aren’t meaningless.
I just want some f—-g answers before I kick off. As far as your “powers may be” comment, I and probably most of the other hundreds who visit this particular blog every day don’t have a clue. Maybe it’s because hundreds of us visit this segment every day? That makes good business sense to me. VT needs visitors, visitor numbers attract internet attention and help carry the load to help make salient veteran information available.
I’m sorry seeview, I’m just trying to explain why I visit almost everyday to see what pops out of Yogi X’s mouth next. Somehow to me, it’s comforting.
Our problem is, if Yogi X’s stuff spreads, 27+ million vets will hammer this site and we’ll never get in. Oh well, enjoy while we can, huh?
Charlie from California
Yogi X here,
Thank you Mr. Charlie. How can it be said any better. I am so sorry you were caught up in such awful karma in this world. Fortunately for many of us, this is something that was out of your control, and you had to go through it. You seem to have come out with a good attitude — your only real control.
Great blessings to you.
Yogi X
I agree with Charlie from California, seeview. It is weirdly comforting to me also to know logically and practically that I’m part of something bigger. And not just another piece of junk, but also an important little cog in a larger scheme of things.
Good to read your post, seeview.
T.V.
Mr. Texas Vet, Yogi X here.
Thank you. If we could only stop the five great passions of Lust, Anger, Greed, Ego and Attachments to worldly things, we could stop wars, rapes, pillages, abuse, thefts, and on and on.
This is difficult to get through peoples’ blinded minds. So, we’ll just do it one person at a time, showing each person that they ARE part of something bigger and THERE IS hope to get out of this seemingly endless quagmire called Earth.
We are all important at the most powerful soul level. We are all equal at the most powerful soul level. All we can do is realize that ourselves, and be examples for others.
Thank you for your post.
Yogi X
Hi seeview, Yogi X here,
I’m giving a little time to see if there is any responders to your comment.
I hope you don’t see this blog as preaching. I view it as more like teaching, without making it too technical. Think of it as a teenager learning how to drive a stick shift automobile (we still have lots of those in India). The teenager doesn’t have to know the engineering science or no more than the basic physical principles of stopping, going and turning in order to be successful. Though I must admit, we have a lot of bad drivers here in India, especially with having to duck the cows wandering down the streets.
Yet, we have a enough bright minds reading this post, that I and Mr. Tom have wanted to present enough soul science to satisfy them.
As for being on a Veteran’s website, well trust me, we don’t take up much room on a server’s hard drive or internet bandwidth. However, the more we take, the better it is for VT’s managing editors as it brings new viewers to be exposed to what they want to present to the world. Along the way, it might really help some people.
Thank you for posting, seeview. Your points are probably most valid from your position of viewing the world. That is just another twist of the mind, something we’re trying to address.
Unless I get other posts to respond to in a timely fashion, we’ll soon continue with more spiritual science. From my point of view, we’re just getting to the best part.
Peace to you all,
Yogi X
Yogi X here again,
The Sanskrit alphabet has 52 letters, and we stopped above at 48 — representing the cumulative sounds of all the lower chakra petals in the human body.
The last 4 petals are in the chakra called Chardal Kanwal which is slightly above the 6th chakra center that completes the lower human frame’s relationship with Pind — all the material spheres (or parallel universes) associated with the six lower chakras.
Chardal Kanwal is located in the brain slightly above the Dodal Kanwal — which itself is located close to the pineal gland.
The Chardal Kanwal has four petals. The four individual sounds from these petals complete the Rishis and Munis Sanskrit alphabet.
The Chardal Kanwal sphere in the first and lowest sphere of the Astral world collection of spheres. This sphere appears to be where many disembodied spirits who are still tightly attached to the earthly world hang out. Sprititual warriors don’t spend a lot of time or energy here.
The Chardal Kanwal is the energy center that supplies the human frame mind with the faculties of action, one major faction for each petal:
a. ahankar: the ego that separates self and self interests from others.
b. buddhi: the individual’s intellect.
c. chitta: consciousness that gives the mind the faculties of
discerning color, form, beauty and remembrance.
d. manas: the mind stuff itself including the functions of receiving and
tasting, etc.
Next, we will move on to the first significant step on the ladder of chakras in the human frame, the full step and movement into the astral world.
Until then, keep your minds and tongues under control–if at all possible
Yogi X (Mr. Tom’s Yogi the Bare)
P.S. The monsoons are causing major flooding in our country. The many dams in our lower Himalayas are so close to overflowing, that water is being released causing more flooding. But the situation of my jungle cave makes it quite comfortable and dry, though I may get some partially wanted guests. So be it.
Yogi X here again,
The skies have somewhat cleared or our small patch of jungle in the lower Himalayas. This small break will give me internet access to make a quick post.
If this inner path of the spiritual warrior were easy, great mystics would have not gone to such extremes to make it easier for us. One, Guru Nanak, is said to have sat on pebbles for twelve years to keep from falling asleep. Another, more familiar in the West, Jesus, would not have spent almost twenty years in the Tibetan hills, not too far from our little cave. Another familiar Indian figure Soami Ji would not have sat solitary in a small dark room in the back of his family’s house in Agra contemplating for seventeen years before he emerged to show us lucky ones today, the contemplative “shortcut” we will discuss next. His contemplative shortcut shows us how to ignore all the time and energy spent on lower chakras and propel us straight on the path to freedom.
We no longer have to meditate at stumbling ant speed, but we can skitter forward on this next phase like a spider rushing across its web.
Hopefully if this weather break continues, and visiting Mama Tiger and her beautiful cubs give me time, we’ll be able to leap into this next post.
Yours on the way,
Yogi X
Yogi X here,
The baby Tiggers are sleeping in the back of my warm cave. Mama went hunting and mamas are prone to do, leaving her babes in my trusty care.
For those of us who are spiritual warriors, the next ‘target’, the first real target on our journey is the next spiritual window, the ’tisra til’, also called the third eye or the tenth door.
Third eye is the same point between and slightly above the two eyebrows that the Western bible mystic refers to when he said, “Let thine eye be single and thy whole body shall be full of light.”
It is also referred to as the ‘tenth door’ when we count the nine body physical senses that draw us out of the body into the sensory physical world: the two eyes, the two ears, the two nostrils, the mouth and two lower organs for reproduction and elimination. In this way of counting, the only other way out of the body (excluding the chakra windows unknown to most) is the tenth door, the tisra til. This is the same exit the soul and mind takes upon death.
This tisra til, this third eye, is the gateway spiritual warriors take while still living in the physical body. It is called “dying while living”, a fancy expression for meaningful meditation. The physical body stays in a healthy, semi-suspended state while the soul travels the higher dimension in the higher spheres beyond Pind.
In the system of the Advanced Adepts, the Perfect Spiritual Guides, the attention during contemplation is held at the tisra til, in the manner they prescribe, until the soul is ready to go higher. All the lower chakras in Pind (the physical frame) are ignored, including the lowest chakra of Anda (the Astral spheres) are totally ignored during contemplation because they are a waste of time and energy.
Next, we will begin to explore the tisra til, the third eye, the tenth door, and its access unto the Astral region.
Please have a good evening. I hope Mama Tiger has a successful evening of hunting so she won’t want to gnaw on my leg when she returns.
Yogi X
Hi seeview.
It’s taken me a few days to get back to you and your latest post.
I think you have a fair question — why is this on VT. I can just tell you, it isn’t favortism. It’s an okay segment of the reporting business, an ongoing story that can be good for the growing VT readership.
Why am I involved? It all started back when I was an 18 year-old sucked off a ranch into the Army and placed in positions where my whole life evolved around maiming and killing, or attempting to do the same. Up close and personal, maybe 10-12 Americans killed including one Medal of Honor Sergeant Major friend. Up close and not so personal, at least another 40 by the time I was 19. Then, there was the other side. Who knows what that count was. I spent nearly a year in three seperate Army hospital stays. I rode truck shotgun in some of the most perilous places on earth, trying to help groups like Duff’s.
By the time I got out of the Service I was (the term used then) shell-shocked. NONE of the world made sense — I suspect you know what I mean. I COMPLETELY realized the transitory, temporary nature of this human body. But I never believed, never, that this was all there was to life. There had to be more. Eventually, I became a well-educated wanderer, and life began to unfold in a surprise.
Then, Mike Leon’s mom had him post this story by Dr. Lanza on a slow day in June. The hit count rose dramatically and people had questions about the article. I noticed the holes in it and began responding individually to the posters. And many of them requested more clarity. I got Yogi X involved, and here we are months later.
I don’t know, seeview, if it is good, bad or indifferent for you. I know my friend Yogi X has helped some folks, including me. I’m not interested in worldly hope and change. The human minds are too stubborn, recalcitrant and brain-washed for that — except for the few clear thinkers.
And every once in a while, we have something that is REALLY funny, like today’s “Why can’t I own a Canadian?”. Humor is good, especially in a world strife with grim economic news.
So, here we are until it is time for us to be here no more. The extra good news is that there are some great articles on this site and some fun respnders. What more could we ask for, seeview?
T.D First Cav Vet
Yogi X here,
T.D. Comment => my friend Yogi X has helped some folks, including me.
Yogi X => Thanks for the compliment, Mr. Tom. It was not necessary, but kind all the same. Maybe one day we’ll move on to the naughty things you like to do!
Very quickly, since Mama Tiger and her babies have eaten (and left my leg alone) and departed back into the jungle after a warm, dry night in a corner of our cave, we are going to turn our attention to the next stage of our journey, crossing the multiple spheres of the Astral region.
I am going for a quick walk first, to clear my head, because I think one of Mama Tiger’s cubs is lactose intolerant — noisy lactose intolerant if you know what I mean.
Talk to you very soon,
Yogi X
Yogi X typing,
I’m back from my jungle hike. I even took my black and yellow motorcycle to to the closest village of any size to do a little shopping and share some tea with friends. The tiger cub fog has dissipated, thanks to the natural forces of air movement.
We left off by talking about the ’tisra til’ energy center chakra, often called the ‘tenth door’ or the ‘eye center as explained above.
There are roughly twenty-two important chakra centers inbetween the two hemispheres of the brain, and many, many smaller centers that have certain functions. Spiritual Warriors that have a Perfect Guide, ignore all but 10-12 of the major centers and essentially all of the smaller centers. The centers ignored during contemplation are what we on earth in the human frame would call no more than ‘rest stops’ along a busy highway.
The crossing of the eye center, the tisra til is a fascinating first step leap. As we contemplate at the eye center in the method taught by your Perfect Guide, the mind will slowly begin to settle down, to wait motionless instead of chasing outside connecting senses like hearing, seeing, smelling, etc.
There is a trick or two that can help your concentration at the tisra til blackness that will be taught to you when you have connected physically with your Guide. This point of stillness is not reached overnight by most of us, because was we begin to shut out the outside, the crazy chatter of our mind seems to pick up speed. Eventually this chatter will become boring and the mind will settle down to the great quest.
When the mind is quiet and the attention is brought up from the physical frame’s sense organs, the blackness will become enrapturing itself. Occasionally sparkling lights will dart across the black screen. Let them dart. Don’t chase them as that only sets the mind in further motion. As the mind settles, those dark lights will still themselves.
As we contemplate further on the blackness and stilled lights, we will sometimes, but not always, see black figures cross the inner black movie screen, this often called “black eye of Shiva” here in India. The blacker than black figures can help you hold your attention at the tisra til when they stop and appear to look back at your mind’s eye.
Then, almost out of nowhere, ‘varoom’, an inner sky filled with stars and galaxies galore will appear before the stilled mind. This is an important milestone. Cherish it as a reward for your diligent work at stilling the wild crazy mind trapped in its prison body.
We will talk about how to use this starry sky next, as all great mystics have.
Talk to you soon,
Yogi X
Yogi X here again,
Once our concentration is set and stable on the vast inner space filled with stars and galaxies (see the above commment), we need to find the brightest star in the night lights. For some, this ultra-bright star is obvious, for many we need the Guide to help direct our attention.
When the brightest star is finally located, we have to do something that seems totally out of touch with human-frame’s nature. We have to set ourselves on a collision course with it. Yes, we have to do what seems like merging into its essence. “Whammo!”, the mind screams in dismay as we charge forward.
It is not a solid star! It is NOT a flaming inferno. It is the gateway to the next higher sphere in the Astral creation!
We burst through this ‘sun’ like a rocket — waking in a totally different, parallel, higher vibrating universe, though much larger than our Pind ones.
We can dawdle and gawk here, but that makes no sense to the spiritual warrior who wants to free him or herself from this prison house.
So we make the decision to seek even higher (outer?) more elegant and grandeur regions vibrating at even higher rates as we discard the trash buildup of the physical regions. That is our next step on the road to immortality.
Talk to you soon,
Yogi X
Yogi X here,
Every mystic of any significance takes the path we are describing. The path up the vibrational ladder of the chakras. The caution is, it is easy to get sidetracked on the way as the universes get ever more grander, the higher we shift our inner vibrations to smaller and finer chakras — the windows and doorway in and out of these spherical universes.
We just plowed our way through a chakra our minds are convinced is another sun, and we ended up in a huge spherical universe with the bluest of blue skys. We have a choice. We can wander this universe to our heart’s content, until our human frame dies. Then, in our next life, we get to start all over.
There is a better way.
Forget this astral lower sphere we discovered by piercing the sun-like object. Focus on the moon floating in the blue sky. Be drawn to it with the proper form of contemplation. Allow yourself to once again overcome the fear of collision. Burst through that moon.
You will awaken in an even higher sphere, at a brightly moonlit universe associated with this chakra. This is good. You are awakening, skittering like a fast moving spider up to the next Astral chakra, an important milestone, but only a step on the true way.
Since we are doing bite-size chunks, we will talk about this milestone sphere on the next post.
Your Yogi friend,
Yogi X
Yogi X. I got a little confused. Could you please give a quick summary to help me back on track.
Thx — Charlie from California
Yogi X here,
Mr. Charlie from California, yes, I will give a brief summary to hopefully put this wonderful science in perspective.
All great mystics have used the human body for space travel. No rockets, no reentry calamities, no space stations; just the natural human body, and that is why the human body is called the pinnacle of creation that even angels and deities would like to have — without the drawbacks of a short, earthly lifecycle.
Within in the human body is a collection of spinning energy ganglia that mystics most commmonly call chakras (among other names, depending on the civilization the mystic belongs to).
These spinning chakras are arranged in vertical order in the human frame. The bottom chakra is the elimination chakra by the rectum, the second up is the procreation chakra, and so on, up to the through and between the two hemispheres of the brain.
The bottom chakra vibrates at a given frequency, the second at a higher frequency and so on. As we climb the chakra ladder up the human frame, the frequency (or vibration) of each higher chakra gets continually higher.
Each chakra has a window (or portal) upon its own spherical universe. These windows that are clogged and clouded can be cleaned by certain yogi practices, allowing access to the associated universes.
There are universal spheres within spheres within spheres, the smallest and coarsest being at the rectal chakra.
We as souls, are trapped well-down in this concentric, spherical set of universes. Eternal life and happiness is only available if we escape both the golden and iron chains that keep us in this prison house.
A Perfect Guide can teach us how to escape if we choose to follow his or her instructions.
The major spheres we are concerned about as spiritual warriors are the Astral spheres (as landmarks or guideposts), the Universal Mind spheres (again, as landmarks only) and the spheres of pure spirit, which is beyond time and limitations.
Our escape path includes learning to listen to certain sounds and seeing certain inner sights that mark the way. All else is a total distraction and waste of energy and time.
I left off in the middle of describing the second major collection of spheres, that that makes up the Astral world (or Anda). We are here because of two important milestones or guideposts, but we’re not stopping as we build energy to go higher and further out.
As you will see, we will ignore much along the way. I mean, if one is escaping prison confinement for deeds one is not responsible for, why stop along the way and count all the electrical boxes, the weeds in the lawns, the number and type of wire in the perimeter fence, listening to the guards shouting — no, you just get on your horse and get riding(as Mr. Tom says in Out West speak).
I hope that is adequate Mr. Charles. Any more questions, please ask.
Your surprise friend,
Yogi X