The Beat Metaphysical

"I was smelling flowers in the yard, and when I stood up I took a deep breath and the blood all rushed to my brain and I woke up dead on my back in the grass. I had apparently fainted, or died, for about sixty seconds.

My neighbor saw me but he thought I had just suddenly thrown myself on the grass to enjoy the sun.

During that timeless moment of unconsciousness I saw the golden eternity. I saw heaven.

In it nothing had ever happened, the events of a million years ago were just as phantom and ungraspable as the events of now, or the events of the next ten minutes.

It was perfect, the Golden Solitude, the Golden Emptiness, Something, Or, Other...something surely Humble.

There was a rapturous ring of silence abiding perfectly.

There was no question of being alive or not being alive, of likes and dislikes, of near or far, no question of giving or gratitude, no question of mercy or judgment, or of suffering or its opposite or anything.

It was the womb itself, aloneness, alaya vijnana the universal store, the Great Free Treasure, the Great Victory, infinite completion, the joyful mysterious essence of Arrangement. It seemed like one smiling smile, one adorable adoration, one gracious and adorable charity, everlasting safety, refreshing afternoon, roses, infinite brilliant immaterial gold ash, the Golden Age.

The "golden" came from the sun in my eyelids, and the "eternity" from my sudden instant realization as I woke up that I had just been where it all came from and where it was all returning, the everlasting So, and so never coming or going; therefore I call it the Golden Eternity but you can call it anything you want.

As I regained consciousness I felt so sorry I had a body and a mind suddenly realizing I didn't even have a body and a mind and nothing had ever happened and everything is alright forever and forever and forever, O Thank You, Thank You, Thank You." ---- Jack Kerouac, The Scripture of The Golden Eternity

THE LADY WITH THE GOLDEN PINSTRIPES -A Personal Experience

Mother Mary's Light
My Statue of the Mother
Mary which exudes
mystical golden light in
photographs.

The woman walked into the lecture hall with a light but determined step. Attired in a clean, white sari, her snowy skin was made even paler by the application of rice powder and eyes smudged with black kohl. A rich streak of cerise lipstick coated her mouth and her hair was worn straight to her shoulders and enhanced by jet black dye.

I had come to the Philosophical Research Institute in L.A.'s Los Feliz District to hear this Anglo woman, who previously had enjoyed some notoriety for establishing an important feeding program for the poor in India, lecture about spirituality and its value in our day to day lives.

Evidently, she was looking to establish a spiritual teaching and acquire disciples; and I, being rather pragmatic, decided to attempt to see her auric energy...just to satisfy my inherent curiosity about this dramatically made-up woman in the white sari.

After about ten minutes of relaxing and watching while the woman addressed the audience in a quiet voice, I suddenly began to see pinstripes made of golden light emanating from her body and lining the circumference of the room with bright horizontal bands.

I rubbed my eyes, looked away for a minute and blinked several times. Then I looked at the woman again. The golden stripes were still there and the walls of the room were made glorious by their glow. It was a gorgeous sight.

And her face! While I watched, a golden mask would cover the upper half of her face, leaving only her bright red lips visible and then fade away and reappear again; repeatedly. At the same time, her whole body emanated even stronger golden light and pinstripes, which after a few minutes also covered the ceiling as well as the lecture hall walls. It was just amazing!

This phenomena lasted until the woman ended her speech and then, she was instantly surrounded by an eager group of people. I tentatively approached her husband who was alone on the sidelines and told him what I had witnessed emanating from his wife. He simply smiled at me knowingly without saying a word.

To this day, I have no recall of her name, or what specifics she covered in her lecture, because my mind and vision was just focused on all her golden energy suffused around the room!

I have never encountered anyone with that kind of aura since that day. She certainly possesses the Light of the Mother and I hope to see her again someday.