Some thoughts on the holy Qoph-Beth-Lamed, or The balance of the Magician is illusion.

Kether is the undifferentiated  reality. This is what is really happening all the time.
Kether can be analyzed as having two basic parts. Self and Other. These are known as Chokmah and Binah. Chokmah and Binah can be in several different states of combination. These are known as their children. Their are seven bright children and one dark child. The bright children are known as Chesed, Geburah, Tiphareth, Netzach, Hod, Yesod, and Malkah. The Dark child is known as Daath. These eight children can be considered in combination or seperately.
 Each of the children represent a broad category of being, of consciousness or experience.
Chesed is the state where Self and Other are in a calm, orderly configuration. Self has primacy over Other, Self seen as a Monad and other as pliable subject. This is the origin of love, and loving relationships, protection and the idea of justice is ingrained in this worldview. Chesed appears in our life as more of an ideal than anything, When we Naths talk about the Kingdom of Shamballa we refer to the state of consciousness known as Chesed. Chesed is balanced by the state of being known as Geburah, Wrath, righteous wrath and pruning, the cleaning of the system the urge to make things as fair as possible by any means necessary. It is psychic pressure and really the drive to war, but like Chesed it is not the act of war, it is an impulse more than anything, it says, we don't want to hurt you, we see you as brothers even, but if you fuck with us, we will reign down upon you. It is the kingdom of Shamballa going to war. Remember these are states of consciousness, a way of looking at reality, dont go looking for Hobgoblins, or ghoulies or some sort of ineffable fae bullshit, that route is just hoisting your own divinity onto an abstractions, and abstractions aren't really real. Now, these two reenact the pattern of Binah and Chokmah and combine, meaning the drives behind them work together in synergy to make another state of perception known as Tiphareth, Beauty, Beauty is Truth because Truth is Beauty. It is the most balanced and integrated state of being. It can readily be combined with other drives and states. Meaning when you attain to it, you can start using these internal urges, and keeping them from using "you". So as you probably guess Tiphareth reprises the role of Kether for a whole other level of states, these are descending in a sense, some representing more lofty and abstract things, meaning they don't so deal with what something is, but what it symbolizes. This level very rarely directly manifests in sensory reality, but when it does, people call it magick. It is miraculous. It may have a real world scientific explanation, but grow the fuck up, just because something can be winnowed away by words doesn't mean it isnt a miracle. I have seen shit with my own eyes that is cray cray. FUCKING CRAY CRAY. I have seen men with the eyes of demons with a kidnapped woman, I have seen angels of death and gargoyles, I have seen men turn into wolves and I have been to so many other realities I don't even count them. This doesn't mean I am crazy or that I am special, it just means I have learned how to recieve nourishment from the different states represented by the higher aspects of Adam Kadmon, or human reality. Anyways,
So we get Hod, rational planning, cold fishy mind, not bad, it can be funny and witty and it is always one step ahead, the prefered state of mind for con men and Tantrik Hustlers. So then it is balanced out by Netzach, let's smoke a joint and dance and feel good and maybe fuck, lets go to a play and lets cry during mozart, It is our sense of warmth and color, it is emotional and flowing. It is often intuitive and irrational. Dion Fortune says it is the "Green Ray" and the natural state of all Witches. So, then the pattern repeats and these two join to form Yesod, creation and patterns, the sex drive, meaning procreation and imagination, it is often subconscious, because it is where we store our patterns in and our little quirks, it is often experienced in dreams. This is the root of sensory reality or Malkah, how is it the root? Because from here is where your conscious mind is molded and edited from the literally infinite amount of info that is coming into your brain via your senses. So, that leaves us with the Dark one Daath, and everything I know about that I don't know how to put into words, so I won't try. So there we go, an easy peasy mac and cheesy breakdown on the CUE BALLER. let me know what you think.

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Don't you wanna be a Tantrik Hustler like Moi???
It is the easiest thing in the world you know.
You just have to realize the truth.
The Past, it is only Nostalgia and Regret.
The Future, it is only Anxiety and Fantasy.
Anything that exists outside of those categories can be called the now.
We all have to deal with the past and the future.
Without access to our memory and learned behavior we would be nothing.
However, it is just fiction. Useful fiction that keeps you alive.
Control the edit Fool!
Control the edit Fool!
I CANNOT go into the ultimate enlightenment until all of you assholes go before me.
Control the edit Fool!
You are the one that makes the grass green. You are free to use the pieces of your fiction and remix that shit as hard as you can.
You can "be" whoever the fuck you want dummy. Stop playing the same self-deprecating games and just get on with it. Just because we have forever, DOES NOT mean that I want to hang out and wait for it.
It's like jazz, man.
Either you understand, or you don't
Get it!
Get it!

Maya Tantrum

One morning, after a long night of kinky sex and the xxxtacy of the divines, Shiva and Shakti were laying in a pool of their own wetness and Krishna had wandered off with the camera muttering about monetization and websites. 

Shiva passed the blunt to Shakti and looked as if something was on his mind. Shakti, knowing her husband very well asked Shiva. "What the fuck are you hiding?" Shiva knowing his wife all too well laughed and said "Hey did you notice we got a new neighbor?" Shakti smirked, for the new neighbor was a gorgeous young woman named Maya. 

"Uh, yeah." Was Shakti's terse reply. 

"Well, um." continuned Shiva "I went down to welcome her to the neighborhood the other day when you took Ganapati and Kartikeya to get some ice cream." 

Shakti passed the blunt back to Shiva and blew smoke all in his face. "I happen to know her, and she is one crazy bitch, well it's not that she is crazy, she is actually simple and kind of sweet, but crazy things happen around her." 

 "You don't say." Shiva drawled as the smoke poured out of his mouth, his hand, idly stretching down to his still erect cock. 

Shakti glanced down at Shiva's hand and just shook her head. "She is a can of worms that girl. First, she never does what you want her to, she thinks it is funny to do the opposite and often to make an irony of it. So, you have to use clever means to get what you want out of her."

 "Oh shit, Uppaya?"

 "Exactly, can you not interrupt me stoner?" 

"Sorry dear." 

Shakti smiled at her gorgeous stoned husband and continued "This girl Maya, she is so seductive she can be anything to anyone, she goes all ways, men, women, children, animals, even rocks fall under her seductive spell. So, first things first you gotta think with your brain and not your cock...which is why you should absolutely stay away from her." 
"But what if I am clever?" Shiva said thru a sly grin. 

 "If you are clever, you will realize that you cannot fight her spell completely, and start organizing circumstances for her to manifest how you want. She has to think it is her own idea, but if you can imply what you want, very subtly and act like you don't care either way, well that just drives her wild with passion and she will rush to let you take her in whatever fashion you want." 

Shiva at this point is staring off into space with a little grin 

 Shakti reaches over and pinches his nipple. "So dear husband, what exactly happened when you went to see Maya the other day?" "

Well...you know..." 

"I KNOW INDEED." said Shakti as she turned the color of thunder clouds and jumped on top of Shiva with the intent of knocking him out. Luckily just at this moment Krishna comes walking into the room with a cupcake. "Lalita is here and she brought treats." 

Hearing that, Shakti's wrath was abated and they all ate cupcakes and smoked alot of ganja and had a perfectly lovely orgy afterwards, they even invited that crazy bitch from down the way...Maya who was a perfectly nice orgy mate and friend as long as you understood she was crazy. 

Thus concludes the Maya Tantra

Tantra Tantrum.

   
    Tantra is one of those words that if you ask ten people what it means you will get ten different answers. It is has always held a bit of fascination to me, invoking images of mystery and desire. I have been proud to call myself a Nath, a member of a lineage  of Tantrik initiation, for about six years now. I am more or less a slow learner so I have never taken the time to really expound my thoughts on the subject. The following effort represents my limited and evolving understanding. It is my purpose to bring Peace and Joy and to provoke thought and discussion. Any mistakes that I have made do not reflect on those who have guided my education, they are mine alone.

    The word Tantra means loom or warp. These are weaving terms, the loom being a device to hold the warp weaves under tension. It is this warp-weave that  provides a basis to weave any textile the mind can imagine. There are several different types of weaving, that can produce countless types of beautiful woven creations, and yet they all come down to this basic tension that is allows for creation. Arising originally in the Indian Subcontinent. Tantra represented a heterodox path known as the Vama Marga that disregarded the taboos of conventional spiritual thought, sparking both a revulsion and revolution in Hindu and Buddhist thought that is still happening to this day.

    Many people also associate the word Tantra with the concept of sacred sexuality, seeing in the union of partners the entire play of cosmic mystery. Sex is a beautiful weaving and this approach brings Tantra down into the flesh. A varying degree of theory goes along with this approach, and often it is incorporated with subtle body modalities. There is a good bit of disdain of this approach amongst “serious” students of Tantra but the my personal  opinion  is that disdain for sex is folly against self, and that all of us have our own path
to walk.

    Tantra is not a religion although it may use religious iconography, Tantra has always been concerned with techniques.  That is, in transformations of states of being. This may be presupposed as spiritual, but one must exert great care when using that term. Tantra demands responsibility for one’s destiny. Tantra says that your true nature is as a weaver of reality.  Being a practical tradition, it asks you to take a designer’s view of your life. To isolate the forces at play and learn how to use them to weave your best possible life.  This is not a moral matter, it is a matter of expanding your toolkit. This is the act of building the self.  We often allow our self to be shaped by the forces and people around us. Indeed, we cannot be insensitive to these factors. However just like any machine, there is a state of dynamic tension, a point where all the factors are working at their peak capacity.

    Tantra tells us that you can weave whatever you would like into your life, as long as you have awareness of the basic tensions in your life, and where you need to be to harmonize with them all. It is not an escape into fantasy, it does encourage the imagination. It’s only dogma is practicality. Tantra although traditionally identified with Hindi and Buddhist cultures can easily be spotted in the archeaological and anecdotal evidence concerning the Greek and Celtic cultures.

A few of the hall marks of Tantra are

1. A love for the body and for the pleasures of the senses.  It really comes down to the fact that, if a person thinks that life , or Samsara ,  or whatever is so bad, why are they still here? If you are going to play the game, don’t be a sour puss.

2. An appreciate of meditation. Meditation is one of those words that encompasses a plethora of internal techniques, most often synchronized with a concern for breath . This is a prime example of the practical nature of Tantra. All Tantra asks is for us not to be chicken shit and to try it out. Easy Peasy.

3. Syncretism. Tantra has no problem begging, borrowing or stealing from other traditions. If it works, Tantra wants it.

4. Vama Marga. This means left hand path, or against the orthodox, or more plainly, Tantra does not give a fuck what you think of it Chuckles. It is going to live it’s life and celebrate it’s own unique body-mind.

5. Bhakti.  Love, Tantra needs an object to adore. It loves to love, and most traditional “Tantras” are bedroom conversations between the primordial God and Goddess. That is all they do, screw and spit out Tantras. We should all hope to be so lucky.

    Tantra represents itself as a foundation, a basic weave, that once it is understood can be used to create a positive life. It is evolving, and while  We should honor where it has come from and many western Tantriks adopt a lifestyle inspired by India. As we Naths say “Adesh” We all have our own path to walk and it is not necessary to be an afficianado of a certain culture. Tantra offers a practical, sensual key to add context, beauty and authenticity to any life. Thank you for taking the time to read my short essay. It has been my pleasure to offer it to you.
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