Message #32932

[Jitendra Hydonus]

I have found that listening to Paramahansa Yogananda often gives me this feeling of a strange alienation too my surroundings and the body that I am inhabiting. As though somehow I have been tricked to participate in this drama to be an unwilling participant. I look at my arms and hands and legs and think how did I ever get conned into wearing this costume? And why do I think that I am playing this seemingly ridiculous role? The strange part about it all is I think he intentionally wants to shake us up that way >> To recognize we have all become captives of some parody of who we really are. At times it feels like listening to those old twilight zone episodes. Where you’re in this dimension of imagination and a participant of a madman’s production. He has a strange sense of humor in that way. Somewhat like satire.... mocking willing participants in a prison colony for spiritual retardation. Are we just actors in a wax museum and we are the wax figures? It’s like someone’s entertainment to see us struggle with all these fictitious impersonations. Imagine meeting this guy, as many have  given testimony too, and then slowly being told all about your self and your life. As though they created it because they know more about it then you yourself.

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