DripplesDripples (drops n' ripples) attempts to invite a relook at our current definitions, at what we know and don't know, of our selves, at health and of life itself, and perhaps have a perspective that is new.
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'Objectified mover' is a person who IS the action itself, like a chair always functions like a chair, no matter where you place it or even if you use it differently. Anybody who looks at a chair, even if used differently, knows it is a chair that is used differently. Its function remains the same. It is best used as a chair. A person doing one thing over and over and over becomes that action. It is kind of fordification (you know, like in the Ford Company, specific people are said to repeatedly be doing the same action over and over to produce a machine part, for example, never really seeing or being part of the big/whole picture).
Objectified movers can be scaled from 0 to 10, where a Mover is sans-thought automated (functioning mindlessly and without thought) on one end of the scale/spectrum and on the other extreme is superintegrated-thought automated, where the thought is superintegrated into the action until the action and thought is not different from one another but one and the same, i.e. the motion and thought combination has gotten subconscious'd and then further into unconscious. This is a state of siddhi, in yogic terms. Anybody can attain this kind of superwholesome siddhi. It is a state of perfecting wholesomely an action. A homemaker, for example, can attain a state of siddhi wherein the automatic routine works is so superannuated that everything she/he touches turns into 'functional gold' so to speak and life blooms, like Mother Galaxy at work - creating new worlds with every action, no action being less or more important than another. Everything being a prayer/nirvanifier. It is a fine state of being and existence. Kinda like fine-living exponential'd x 10 if not 100 or 1000 (there are lot of 0s that can be added unto infinity). Perfection, thusly, is reachable, achievable and is a journey for there are greater degrees of wholesome perfection yet to be achieved unto infinity. Infinity is finity (fine-ity) strung together unto infinity. Fine-living :) You have the life you have. How would you rather live?
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AuthorMy name is Bitha Sadanandan. I am a person behind MITI World but this blog is my 'look what I found' pin-up kind of wall developed for a purpose mentioned in the Blog Header. Some things just need to be said, even if an idea only you are crazy enough to have! {Volcanoes are the reason why I voice my thoughts here; a healthy steam-engine keeps the environment life-sustainable.} Categories
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