The only thing we can do to qualia is appreciate it as it goes past us
I’m seeing myself slowly turn into a fortune cooking. It turns out it’s hard to communicate things about perception without fortune-cookification, as we’ve been rediscovering for a few thousand years
I think all the people at the same level of fortune-cookification can understand each other though. One level earlier it’s stupid and trivial one level later it’s a stupid fortune cookie
basically reading the abstract idea of a thing and viscerally feeling that thing are very very different, I think is the discrepancy
Like Eckhart Tolle was a fortune cookie last year. Michael Singer is still a fortune cookie. All koans still fortune cookies
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There’s no attention police stopping you from just attending to pleasant sensations
Also I totally get how monks were celibate now. They had more or less directly comparable — but way more fun — tools
This is a good thing by the way! It’s easier to eat your vegetables (train your concentration) when each vegetable comes with two hundred spoons of sugar (extremely potent tranquil bliss)
Being able to enter jhana one walking around with buzzing blissful piti encompassing the body using concentration is the closest thing I know of to going Super Saiyan
It’s synesthetically golden to me, which I think is a big part of it
The closest analogy is imagine you were wearing a big fuzzy weightless blanket that’s staticy and that static is stably stimulating, blissful, and exciting. And you can do whatever with awareness (eg listen to music, dance) as long as attention is on the blanket
Scores I was pretty sure my body did not keep, it turns out it kept
As far as I can tell it basically kept all the scores
One small area of my lower right back has at least three major scores (surfing accident small Caribbean island 24yo, wrestling 8yo, sledding into tree 13yo). Jhana into body scanning into an embodied emotional-memory is like a memory mind-palace and they all come out to play
“If you are faced with [fear of loss of control, stopping you from entering the jhanas], the first thing to realize is you have never actually been in control of anything ever.”
Right Concentration by Brasington Leigh, which I recommend if you happen to enjoy the idea of nearly infinite access to bliss and tranquility
My favorite things about the (first four) jhanas is that experiencing the purest concentrated form of the basis vectors of emotions (excitement, joy, content, equanimity) makes it easier to pre-cognitively translate normal good feelings to a vector of those emotions combined
Humanity is aimless and nihilistic but always ready to attack. If you say something good you’re ablist and insulting people who don’t have that good thing, and if you talk about something bad you’re being privileged by not talking about some different other bad thing
So we’re left with the most socially acceptable thing being vague and mild versions of “life is suffering” and try to meme and meditate ourselves into a flavorless nirvana. We don’t know what it means to be more alive, and we demonize explorers, so we choose a sarcastic paralysis
We could have had the best of globalism — resource production and the ability to invest in big bets — and the best of our naturally evolved tribalism — niches and explorers who test early bets and find new ways to thrive — but we’ve chosen the worst of both, and don’t realize it