terry:
Angel Roberto Puente:
Papa Che, please please do. Dzogchen sounds so correct for you!!! I had a vision of you Hitchhiking in your sublime rainbow body shouting 42 and leaving smileys across the universe. And believe me, I know about these things!!
What tipped you off? The idiot clothed in mud and feathers?
from "the foolish dharma of an idiot clothed in mud and feathers":
Some brilliant scholars disparage the Dharma and individuals, and with
skill in ridicule abandon the Dharma and commit root downfalls. With the
full ripening of that karma, they are vaulted into the depths of the ocean of
saṃsāra. In the eyes of such experts, if even the teachings of the jinas are not
appealing, there’s no need to speak of others’ teachings. If I err in the eyes of
others who are endowed with the eye of wisdom and proper conduct, I confess
and disclose all the breaches of conduct, vices, and downfalls committed
in all my lifetimes. May they be purified and cleansed, and may I please
be granted the supreme siddhi in this very lifetime!
While I have sat at the feet of sublime human teachers and spiritual mentors
and drunk the ambrosia of their teachings, I have not become an authority.
Nevertheless, on occasion this fool has engaged in stupid meditations
that I have fabricated myself. On the basis of illusory visions in dreams, in
which others have granted me pointing-out instructions, I have engaged in
investigation and analysis and tried very hard to practice. However, since I
have not encountered a guru to lead me on the path, I have developed a
growing sense of high self-esteem, pride, and arrogance. That is my experience,
and I have proudly taken it to be realization and have confidence in it. Since
I definitely lack even the slightest excellent qualities of unmistaken primordial
consciousness stemming from an authentic view and meditation, I have
behaved as in the well-known aphorism, “While the marmot seems to be
practicing meditation, it is actually just hibernating.” I am candidly revealing
my own faults, without hiding anything, so please look upon me with
compassion! However, if I express the offering of my heart’s blood while at
least not violating the teachings of my sublime gurus, then what else is there
to do but write?