Mar 21, 2009 10:44
It is early yet in the day and my dream from the previous night, or more literally, this morning, still resonates. A strange dream--one I wish to forget, but will not because of its meaning.
I would like to discuss guilefull or false wisdom.
This virtue, should I call it that, or thing called Wisdom is traditionally esteemed to the elderly, the sick, the yogis, and other spiritual beings. He or she is wise is someone we respect, learn from, seek out, distance ourselves from. Can one be wise and hold addictions? Can one be wise who is attached to his or her flesh? Can one be wise while being (or not Being) centered on him or herself. The need for perfection, for agression, to prove oneself right--or to speak in terms of right and wrong, instead of accepting that anything is never just something, but everything. As we experience (experience action, thinking, feeling) the thought or act that is experienced is everything at the moment of experience.
So, who is wise? How do we become it?
To love freely. To love willingly. To accept that love may not be returned or reciprocated but to continue to love despite the outcome.
"...like children who revile, and trample upon a gift from someone whom they hate, yet who loves them" (Leloup 147).
The heart is the abode for the wisdom of Love (Leloup 146).
What is false Wisdom? (more on this later as I have to leave for work) How do we unmask false wisdom?
Leloup says,
"This is the intoxication of the wordly wise who hide behind their brilliant facade of words the ruins of their ethics, the hollowness of their hearts, and the fraudulence of the very wisdom they claim to possess."
"I will destroy the wisdom of the wise, and the cleverness of the clever I will thwart."
Where is this wise man? The scribe? The debater of our age?