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“The Soul of the World”? And what it has to do with Tibet’s monastery of Toulanka? 

What is it that westerner authors lack imagination when it comes to writing fiction stories on religious dogmas?

Invariably, moderate clerics from various sects must meet in Tibet, in a Buddhist isolated monastery, among lamas, to share their wisdoms on the best manner to reach common denominator principles for the sake of this unified “soul of the world”…

Like the latest of the French Frederic Lenoir.

He had to dispatch 8 wise moderate religious clerics, many over 80, and barely able to stand, and had to be carried 12 km at 4,000 m altitude to this monastery of Toulanka.

You have this rabbi Schlmo, (there is no other names for rabbis in fiction stories), a liberal Jews teaching kabbala in Jerusalem (no imagination even here), after relocating from New York (a tad imaginative here), hearing a voice, sitting in his kitchen, the voice repeating “Go to Toulanka”, and his grandson being asked to connect to Google so that internet sends Schlomo to Toulanka.

You have Ansya, a young chaman girl from the steppes of Mongolia, being invited “mysteriously” via a luminous spirit to get packing.

Or Padre Salvador de Bahia, well settled in his forest hermitage in the State of Oregon, and a dream of a little girl (not a boy, too many rumors…) pointing the way for an adventure, long overdue…

And Ma Ananda, a Hindu mystic, running a small ashram in north India, and up and joining the group of travelers ( a great trip to Tibet, at stone throwing distance…)

And Master Kong, a very old Taoist, living in Shangai and a technology freak. His GPS mysteriously displayed the coordinates of Toulanka…

And this Muslim Sufi from Nigeria, Cheikh Youssef with a dozen kids… Capital letters visible on his Koran T, O,U, L… and a breeze shuffling the pages to the sourat (verse) of the “Departure”

Vast Europe, mainly western Europe must also be included, one way or another.

And here Gabriella from Amsterdam, teaching geek philosophy, specifically the stoic and Spinoza, is invited. Gabriella is watching a documentary on Toulanka and her entire body is captured with a spiritual frenzy.

The next morning, Gabriella hear her neighbor ordering her dog “Toulanka, sit”. That’s it: Gabriella is off with her young daughter Natina of 14.

Why western authors lack imagination when they set their mind to writing “serious” and heavy books?

Wouldn’t it be funnier if Gabriella heard the parakeet going mad, setting a racket and screeching “Toulanka, Toulanka you witch…” and the entire block going crazy and organizing a cruise via FB to Toulanka, just to appease the demon of their mascot parakeet…

And lama Dorje descending with only two horses to bring up his invitees, having to rent a dozen horses to accommodate these curious Dutch retirees, demanding their own Reality TV…

And why invariably the monastery must be run by a boy of 12? The reincarnation of the late Rinpoche (the very precious)? Great idea to attach Rinpoche to every name: Every son and daughter are rinpoche to their parents.  “My rinpoche baby did this and that and said his first word and…”

All these wise clerics are meeting to answer the same essential old questions:

1. The meaning of existence

2. How to be successful and happy

3. How to find a harmonic balance between body and mind

4. How to know myself and explode my creative potentials

5. How to cross from fear to love

6. How to contribute to the transformation of the world…

The same old essential questions, which only authors make fortune regurgitating the same concepts and abstract notions…

Why the wise 8 clerics have to be moderate?

Moderates never reformed anything or changed anything…

Wouldn’t it be beneficial for a change that the clerics be extremist jihadist with penchant to terrorist activities to meet in Toulanka?

Fact is, it is the extremist religious clerics who are hired and financed by governments in all political systems for specific “Law and Order” schemes…

And why invariably a world calamity is foreseen everytime the wise guys meet?

Why two-third of humanity must perish at the sacrificial alter of spreading a new unified universal doctrine?

The 8 wise creatures settled on the premise that an end of time catastrophe is the most plausible reason for this mysterious invitation.

The essential question was: “On what support system the teaching must be enshrined?”

Since the lamas turned out not to be skilled mason or stone engravers, the alternative stone tablets “support system”, like the one of Moses (that never existed in the first place) was dropped.

The resolution came when the two youths Natina and the boy Tenzig had the same dream: Each one dreamt of floating on a small stream and 8 rivers converged to form a mighty river.

Not surprisingly, the 8 decrepit old wise asses figured out that they are the mighty rivers…

And their purpose is to orally teach the two youths their wisdom, to transmit to the remaining surviving of mankind…

It is good to reflect, now and then, on the “meaning of life”, as long as we don’t take it seriously that we should get a definite answer, or an irreversible answer…

Fact is, there is no viable long lasting answer to the question: If you are not ready to change ideas, and reconsider alternatives during your life adventure, best to play dead, a cadaver charred by the river downstream.

It is good to reach first base and come to the realization that “learning to survive and giving life priority is necessary for any further and deeper reflective power…”

If you are satisfied resting on first base, you are a living cadaver, clinging from time to time to a rock, by the river shores, but descending relentlessly to your inevitable destiny of us all “we the dead”

It’s not that any alternative answer will extend your life beyond “life expectancy“, this horror statistics, but as long as hope is alive and kicking for this dream of eternity, try not to mingle with with people whose life purpose is to kill grains of hope.

I am assuming that you are not a criminal, a member of a secret sect founded on spilling blood of virgins, or a member of an institution of an elite class working toward a select race species…

It is good to reflect on eternity, and on almost anything, but never on the Absolute.

Nothing good ever came from reflecting on the absolute in this long history of mankind.

The wise man is this humble person who mocks the notion of the Absolute, the Perfect System for governance, the Perfect Crime, and Perfect Faith…




January 2013

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