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Murder in Calico Gold: A Cedar Bay Cozy Mystery Part 13

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"Money can fly," said the chairman. "The dodo couldn't."

The crowd chuckled. The toothless man cackled that his money flew, all right, into the hands of the income tax and bill collectors.

Before all the laughter had subsided the chairman resumed, "If you don't start living, then you're headed for dododum. In the Dodo world, one dumb Dodo told the rest that flying was a sin, and anyone who flew would be cursed to a life of h.e.l.l once they died.

"Well, when the hunters came the birds were rooted to the ground, not because they couldn't fly, but because of the guilt that imprisoned them, because some idiot dodo proclaimed that flying was sinful," said the chairman.

"That's a good one," said one gal, giggling.



"Human dodos abound, the world is full of them, and to make things worse - they love to hear the sound of their own voice. So their mouths are open 24/7," said the chairman.

Between giggles, the young girl glanced at the paper airplane on the floor.

"Can you give us an example of imaginary sin?" a young man asked earnestly, and wondered if someone was going to pick up the bill.

"If you don't fast during certain times of the year you are labelled a sinner," said the chairman.

"There's nothing right or wrong about fasting. If it suits your spiritual path then embrace it by all means. But coercing, castigating or intimidating someone to do something they cannot 'relate to' nor are 'comfortable with' causes a lot of harm to both parties," said the chairman.

"Yes, in the heat of the moment when you lose your sanity because of a lack of awareness and force yourself upon someone you become a sinner.

"Sinning is the absence of goodness or in other words you become evil because evil is the absence of goodness.

"It's so deceptively simple. When 'goodness' leaves you, however fleetingly, at that moment in time you become a sinner," said the chairman.

"Are non-vegetarians sinners?" asked an elderly lady, with a worried look on her face.

"That's a good question," said one girl.

"Hmm... ok here goes," said the chairman.

"Billions of vegetarians spew billions of negative thoughts on a daily basis and a few even harbor thoughts of killing, looting and plundering on a global scale (if their interests are harmed)," said the chairman.

"In many cases, vegetarians wholeheartedly endorse murderous decisions. In this way both vegetarians and non-vegetarians kill hundreds, maybe thousands in conflicts, skirmishes and wars that take place on a daily basis," said the chairman.

"So both are on the same level, slightly above that of animals. Animals walk around naked, you have clothes on - internally both are looking to survive not thrive. You think that turning into a vegetarian makes you 'spiritual' automatically. How smoothly you delude yourself!"

"Lottsa things are beginning to take on a whole new meaning," said one man.

"Can anyone tell me the biggest sin a human being can commit?" asked the chairman as he scanned the room.

"Murder?" said a young man.

"No," said the chairman.

"Rape?" said a woman.

"No," said the chairman.

"What can be bigger than rape and murder?" an old man whined.

"Hurting the human spirit with words or the lack of it by being silent," said the chairman.

A hush fell over the room. Most went into a state of shock. n.o.body moved. The chairman didn't utter a word for several minutes. He wanted these words to sink deep into the soul of every partic.i.p.ant.

"Well... err... we've all been guilty of it," a woman stammered.

"But we never thought the consequences would be so harsh," a man said.

"That's why most people never make money," said the chairman. "Or even if they do, it's with a lot of blood, sweat and tears. The karmic load is so heavy that it negates anything you do to move forward.

"What's the solution?" asked an elderly lady.

"Something very simple but very tricky. You can do it but you just won't do it," said the chairman.

"Forgiveness. You'll hold on to insults or insinuations for decades. Every time you refuse to forgive you give birth to a block. Most of these blocks are deep within you, remnants of a situation or altercation you faced a long time ago.

"I'm saying it once more. Don't ever imprison your spirit on account of a guilty conscience and if you do something wrong ask for forgiveness immediately. If the other person refuses to forgive you, it's their problem. Ask for forgiveness from the bottom of your heart and promise yourself you'll never do it again, and move on in life.

"Looks like we have much bigger issues to deal with," said an elderly gentleman.

"Your thoughts are diametrically opposite to ours," opined one woman.

"Since sin doesn't exist, we can party a lot harder from now on," said a young guy. Everyone screamed: "Wooohooooooooooooooooo."

"So what you're saying is that we can commit a crime and get away with it?" asked an elderly gentleman.

"Good question. Since there's no retribution, it's a free ride, right?" asked one gal.

"Well, it's not that simple," said the chairman. "When you commit a crime your conscience gets jolted. This jolt results in the formation of a negative imprint, which gets added to your memory bank, which is already overflowing with billions of such imprints.

"This imprint is similar to the one made in molten metal. When you get hot under the collar, these imprints register deep grooves in your psyche. Is it easy to erase them? No. It takes a long time and until it exists you'll project the same reality over and over again. You're helpless.

"So prevention is better than cure. Don't lose your bearings. Keep cool. You'll end up paying a heavy karmic price if you don't.

"These imprints give out a certain type of energy just like a magnet. This magnetic force attracts you to people, places and things vibrating at the same energy level. You can steal a piece of paper, a pen, a book or money from a bank; it's all the same.

"So if you lie or steal, no matter how small or how big, it gets registered, and this attracts you to liars and thieves. They might be from the ghetto or they might be wearing skirts and suits, but the undeniable fact is - 'like attracts like'.

"Another way of looking at it is - your conscience is the software and your memory is the database. When "an act" involves an emotion then the result of that act gets added to the database. The bigger the database the harder life gets. In other words, keep your emotions in check and travel light. You'll go fast and you'll go far and you'll be happy.

"So it's back again to the memory and its back again to the most important saying of all time empty yourself of your memories, for the reason your life is the same as your parents or differs very marginally is because the same memory patterns bring forth the same experiences."

"So what you're telling us is that there's no ent.i.ty sittin' in heaven doling out bouquets and brickbats?" clarified an old man.

"That's right. You're responsible for every bouquet and every abuse hurled at you," said the chairman.

"I've been terrorized into submission by my folks who keep telling me that I'll end up in h.e.l.l if I sin," said a young gal, her cheeks pink with guilt.

"They're right on one account," said the chairman. "Don't do anything that might hurt others.

"So to recap, you are bleeding precious energy because you daydream, blame, complain and criticize, because of infatuation, because you are weighed down by useless memories, because of sin and guilt (if not a lot then a little). Sin is a figment of your imagination that never had anything to stand on but survived for so long because you energized it with fear that sprouted from your inner being," said the chairman.

"Women are good when it comes to all of this. Their bulls.h.i.+t detector is far better than a man's. They've always been the protector whereas man has always been the provider. You put bulls.h.i.+t on a man's plate, he'll eat it and then say - Well, that tasted kinda funny.

Everyone burst out laughing.

"Learn from women, you'll prosper tremendously," said the chairman *****

Once, three beautiful birds landed on the front lawn of a house. The lady of the house was busy with her daily ch.o.r.es when she nonchalantly looked up and saw these heavenly creatures. She went up to them and almost let out a shriek when the first bird said: "My name is Love."

The second bird said: "My name is Success," and the third bird said: "My name is Wealth."

The lady could scarcely believe her good fortune. She invited all of them in, but Love told her, that she could only choose one of them.

She went running in and called her husband. Soon, there was an animated discussion, about which bird was to be let in. The fight was for Success and Wealth, neither wanted Love.

A little while later, their eight year old daughter came out and saw the birds. Since her parents were unable to come to a decision, they asked her to choose. The little girl didn't know what Success or Wealth meant, so she chose Love.

As soon as Love flew into the house, Success and Wealth too flew into the house. This left the parents perplexed. Love had conveniently forgotten to mention, that if it was chosen, then Success and Wealth had no option but to follow it, wherever it went.

CHAPTER 7.

Nothing can Kill You!

The chairman looked over at the paper plane made of money that still lay unclaimed on the floor. No one dared pick it up. Maybe they were afraid of being labelled as greedy. Just when the chairman was going to reach down for it, the young gal retrieved it for him. He thanked her as he pocketed the money.

"So, how many of you are afraid of death?" asked the chairman.

All of them raised their hands.

"Why?" asked the chairman.

"It's game over once we're dead, ain't no fun in that," said one man.

"Here's a scientific fact that science does not know yet: you are immortal, you will never die or in other words - nothing can kill you, because you are the essence," said the chairman.

"Howz that possible?" asked an elderly gentleman, who flashed a toothless grin.

A day is equivalent to a lifetime enveloped in 24 hours. A day and a lifetime are like two gears, made of the same material, have teeth, and rotate in a circular fas.h.i.+on. They differ in size - not in function. Hence, you are born every day.

When you sleep, you don't sleep, your body sleeps. When you die, you don't die, your body dies. The sun doesn't rise in the east and set in the west. The sun always is just as pure awareness always is. Don't let the rising and setting blindside you. Just like the sun - You are Pure Awareness and Awareness always Is. Don't let small things like birth and death fool you!

"Once you were a baby, is that baby still around?" asked the chairman.

"No," said the elderly gentleman.

"Are you still here?" asked the chairman.

"d.a.m.n right I am," he replied, as everyone burst out laughing.

"Once you were a teenager, is that teenager still around? Once you were a young man, is that young man still around? Once you were a middle aged man, is that middle aged man still around?" asked the chairman. "None of them are around, but you're still here, aren't you?"

"Yeah," said the elderly gentleman.

"So you take up all these forms that are eventually discarded, but the "you" still remains, this ever-present awareness that is witness to everything that is happening," said the chairman.

"The witness always was, is and always will be."

"So why are we not aware of this fact?" asked the senior gentleman.

"You hit the nail on the head," said the chairman. "It's all 'bout awareness. All of you sleep with your eyes wide open during the day so there's 'very little to no awareness' even when you are awake. With such low levels of awareness there is very little difference between you and an animal.

"This imaginary fear of death keeps you rooted to the same spot, every decision you take is centered around your safety, your security. You might not be aware of it, but deep down its playing on your ignorance (that you are unaware of your immortality) all the time.

"When you die you don't die, it's not game over; it's just break-time. Tired of this existence, tired of playing the game of life, you take a breather and then get back on court with renewed energy," said the chairman.

"Death is a figment of your imagination. The fear of death sucks out enormous amounts of energy from you on a daily basis. This stunts your growth and you live life half-dead. Many diseases and bodily pain in life are on account of this fear manifesting itself in myriad forms.

"You walk around thinking that someone or something will harm you or your family; the funny thing is those around you also walk around thinking that you'll stick it into them at any time.

"If you want to tattoo one thing then let it be this Death is the ultimate illusion," said the chairman. "It's back to the concepts of 'Empty yourself of your memories, your past conditionings and bring down this wall of resistance that has come up on account of your memories.

"When you try to reason, you are standing on the foundation of your memories, for without the support of your memories you cannot reason, so such a method of learning is faulty. In Latin - to educate means to draw from within, not to shove from outside. Eternal truths bubble up from deep within and point you in the right direction," said the chairman.

"These eternal truths are diametrically opposite to the memories you carry with you, for the simple reason that your memories are formed with the help of the five senses. Your senses can decode a very limited portion of the frequency/energy spectrum and are inadequate to say the least.

"If you blow a dog whistle, the dog can hear it, but you can't," said the chairman. "That's how unreliable your ears are. An x-ray machine can see through objects, but your eyes can't, that's how unreliable your eyes are.

"So educate yourself from the 'inside out' not from the 'outside in'," said the chairman.

"This is deep s.h.i.+t if you ask me," said one man, convinced but still a little tentative.

"Yeah, we take ourselves way too seriously," said another, grinning mischievously.

"We're beginning to understand how much time, energy and resources we waste fearing death, when we could instead enjoy life and live life in the here and now," said an elderly lady.

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