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Rabbi Ba’al Shivah, the Hindu Hebrew connection.

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Today I am going to discuss some of the similarities between the Hebrews and the Hindus with my atheist friends and explain some of my ideas on the mind and psychology for them.  Above we see the Hamsa, which was originally used by the Jains in India.  Even the word Hamsa comes from the Indian word ahimsa, which means:

Ahimsa (Sanskrit: अहिंसा; IAST: ahiṃsā, Pāli:[1]avihiṃsā) is a term meaning ‘to not injure’. The word is derived from the Sanskrit root hiṃs – to strike; hiṃsā is injury or harm, a-hiṃsā is the opposite of this, i.e. cause no injury, do no harm.[2][3] Ahimsa is also referred to as nonviolence, and it applies to all living beings including animals according to many Indian religions.[4]  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ahimsa

We see that the Hamsa is actually a stylized penis, masquerading as a hand, hands by their very nature are not equilateral, the Shiva lingam represents Shiva’s penis. 

The lingam (also, linga, ling, Shiva linga, Shiv ling, Sanskrit लिङ्गं, liṅgaṃ, meaning “mark”, “sign”, or “inference”[1][2]) is a representation of the Hindu deity Shiva used for worship in temples.[3] In traditional Indian society, the linga is rather seen as a symbol of the energy and potential of the God.[4][4][5][6][7]

The lingam is often represented alongside the yoni, a symbol of the goddess or of Shakti, female creative energy.[8] The union of lingam and yoni represents the “indivisible two-in-oneness of male and female, the passive space and active time from which all life originates”.[9]  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shiva_Linga

Shiva being the God of Death is also at the same time the God of life.  

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Even if you look at the similarities between the so called “horned alphabet” and sanskrit you see similarities.  Hebrew was a revolutionary language for a secretive people, it was simplified and modified from sanskrit making it easier to use, it was the language of revolt, Kabbalists have always been very secretive in their communication of revolutionary ideas.  

Origins of the word[edit]

The term cabal derives from Cabala (a word that has numerous spelling variations), the Jewish mystical interpretation of the Hebrew scripture. In Hebrew it means “reception” or “tradition”, denoting the sod (secret) level of Jewish exegesis. In European culture (Christian Cabala, Hermetic Qabalah) it became associated withoccult doctrine or a secret.[citation needed]  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cabal#Origins_of_the_word

Have you ever considered the meaning of Moses finding the Hebrew god on Mount Sinai?  

According to some biblical scholars[who?], Horeb is thought to mean “glowing/heat”, which seems to be a reference to the sun, whileSinai may have derived from the name of Sin, the Sumerian deity of the moon,[3][4] and thus Sinai and Horeb would be the mountains of the moon and sun, respectively.

Interesting that Shiva himself is a moon god, is it not?  I frankly think that the burning bush was marijuana, the Aghori shaivists smoke massive amounts of marijuana, and then meditate in grave yards.  

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Because the Jews were aware of psychology, when they were a warring tribe if you killed in battle you had to sit Shiva and meditate for 7 days before you were clean (kosher) and allowed back into the city.  My nom de plume means, Lord of Meditation, because in my slaying of the ego I have killed more than anybody else.  

The Hebrew word “shiva” means “seven”, and the official shiva period is seven days. The day of the funeral is counted as the first day of shiva, even though the practice does not begin until after the mourner(s) arrive at the designated location following the funeral.  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shiva_(Judaism)#Length_of_shiva

Shiva was a wandering philosopher, India was famous as being a source of wandering philosophers that went walkabout and took their traditions far and wide.  When he went to a strange land he would sleep in the grave yard because he was surrounded by an entourage of disembodied spirits to which he ministered, this is not bizarre in the Kabbalist tradition, many rabbis are known to have angelic and even demonic familiars with which they can be seen conversing. 

Below we see the Origins of the muslim epithet, “shayateen”. 

Had you been a cartographer and geographer working for the British East India company in the 17th and 18th centuries, you would have found all over India thousands of Hebrew-like place names with similar meanings in both languages as well. The map excerpt on this page shows a small section of ancient Seuna-Desa (Zion Land) in what is now Maharashtra (to right). At the bottom right of the excerpt is the city of Paithan, on the banks of the river Godivari. The Indo-Hebrews named the part of the river passing through Paithan’s territory Paithan (Pison, Phison), according to their traditions. In the upper left-hand corner is the city of Satana. According to the legends of the Yadavas (Indo-Hebrews), Satana would have made the folks in Sodom and Gomorah envious. The Seunas and the Satanas decided to resolve their moral and religious differences on the battlefield. The forces of “Satan” lost, but their defeat didn’t dishearten them. Eventually, we came to think of “Satan” as a being who lost the battle but not the war. The bible tells us that such a peace treaty hasn’t yet been signed between these two ancient enemies.

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Later in that same article it says this:

Holger Kersten wrote in Jesus Lived in India,

“The relation between ancient Israel and Kashmiri can most clearly be demonstrated linguistically. Kashmirian is different from all the other Indian languages, the origins of which are Sanskrit. The development of the language of Kashmir has been greatly influenced by the Hebrew. Abdul Ahad Azad writes, ‘The language of Kashmir derives from Hebrew.’ According to tradition, in ancient times Jewish peoples settled here, whose language changed into the Kashmirian of today. There are many Hebrew words that are quite obviously connected with the language of Kashmir.” (pp. 68-69.)

24But when the Pharisees heard this, they said, “It is only by Beelzebul, the prince of demons, that this fellow drives out demons.”  Matthew 12: 24

The pharisees who were practicing the old Abrahamic law code essentially accused Jesus of casting out demons by the power of Satan.  Are you starting to see the connection here?  Instead of denying it, Jesus mentions the Temple of Solomon, and makes a reference to a house being divided against itself.  Solomon built gods temple by enslaving spirits and forcing them to do his bidding.  Then he turns it around on the Pharisees and asks them by what power they themselves cast out demons.  

It has recently occurred to me that their is a huge similarity between the phonology of the words Shayateen and Chaitanya.  

The Sanskrit word, Chaitanya, means ‘consciousness’ or ‘universal soul’ or ‘spirit’ or ‘intelligence’ or ‘sensation’.[1][2] It is the pure Consciousness or the cosmic intelligence, the consciousness that knows itself and also knows others.[3] It also means energy or enthusiasm.[4]  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chaitanya_(consciousness)

If you remember the Muslims hate the color saffron, which is the color of the robes of the Sarasvati order monks. Notice too the familiar phonology of the word Charlatan and what Mohammed said about Shaytan, he is the whisperer.  Remember that Mary Magdalene moved to France after Jesus alleged death.  Remember too that Proto-indo-european is more or less a fact.  I, being a phonologist, track the movements of ideas across countries and through time.   

The word comes from Frenchcharlatan, a seller of medicines who might advertise his presence with music and an outdoor stage show. The best known of the Parisian charlatans was Tabarin, who set up a stage in the Place Dauphine, Paris in 1618, and whose commedia dell’arte inspired skits and whose farces inspired Molière. The word can also be traced toSpanish; charlatán, an indiscreetly talkative person, a chatterbox. Ultimately, etymologists trace “charlatan” from either theItalianciarlare, to prattle; or from Cerretano, a resident of Cerreto, a village in Umbria, known for its quacks.[1]  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charlatan

Imagine if you will the Pharisees bursting in and yelling, “Shayateen!  Charlatan!  Chaitanya!”.  Remember that they reject thought, they reject consciousness, they avoid thinking as much as possible.  They fear intelligence.  

I am familiar with the word Chaitanya because my Shaktipat Initiatore, Gurumayi Chidvilasananda has a root word in her name.  Her name means, Energy = chit, moves= vilas= velocity, bliss= ananda, Sarasvati order monks adopt the suffix “ananda”.  The word Chit, energy, comes from Chaitanya, consciousness.  The words Chi, ki, come from this root as well as the words Chan and Zen.  

Now it is no secret that I think Abraham and Brahma are the same being historically, I am not the first person to think this, many others have come to the same conclusion.  If you observe closely you will find many similarities between the marriages of Brahman families and Chassidic jews, what is of interest is that the Aghori, the lingayats, and the Kashmir Shaivists rejected more or less the authority of the Brahman priest class, who are very much like the muslims adhering to the old Abrahamic law code.  The lingayats, were poets and mystics, they wore a shiva lingam around their neck and they had a personal relationship with god, and no mediator separating them from god.  They had their own nickname for Shiva, and they visualized him in a form that was sacred to themselves.  It was very much a personal relationship with god.  

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According to Heinrich Zimmer, whose work was edited and published posthumously by Joseph Campbell, there is only on Temple for Brahma, and the vast majority of demons worshiped Brahma.  This is of further interest when you consider that the Indian demons look so much like Muslims.

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SEVEN ON NUBERIA

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7 was going on sabbatical with Ba’al so he had to do exactly as he was told. Ba’al told him to observe  the customs of the people on the planet and not to attract attention to himself.  Ba’al was there for political reasons and didn’t need his mission being complicated or compromised.

7 stayed at the mansion which was where the diplomats were kept.  On this planet sex slavery was common, it wasn’t thought of as slavery though, that word or concept didn’t exist on this planet and they weren’t there to bring the Nuberians  to Jesus.  As a matter of custom a sex slave was brought to seven to keep him occupied and entertained.  They brought him this short, thick and curvy creature, very exotic, she had plump thighs.  She was scantily clad in jewelry and veils.  Her skin was black and rubbery, exactly like rubber, shiny even, a living sex doll.  She had jewelry on her head and forehead.

“What is your name.”  asked 7.

He could do whatever he wanted to her on this planet, he was considered the highest caste, royalty, and she was subcaste, nobody would bat an eye if she disappeared, but her owner might need to be compensated.

“My name is Shunam.”  she replied as respectfully as possible.  “You may do to me whatever pleases you.”

“Conversation pleases me.”  said 7  “Tell me about yourself.”

“Conversation is not my strong suit, my people were not bred for conversation, I can give you a massage or please you in other ways, skillfully.”  Shunam explained

“Perhaps later, I would like to have a sense of connection with people before I jump into bed with them.  You don’t find it difficult to just have sex without any conversation or anything?”  Seven queried.

“My people were bred for sex.  That is what we do.  We are bred to be pleasing to the eye and sexually desirable.  It is my instinct.  It doesn’t require any foreplay or conversation.”  Shunam

Her eyes were the most beautiful piercing blue in such contrast with her jet black skin.

“So you can just bump genitalia without any guilt or shame?”

“What are genitalia?”

“You know, how you reproduce.”

“Where do you keep your ‘genitalia’?”

The Zed were not raised as prudes, they were very open about sex. Seven slightly spread his legs and gestured with both of his hands.

“May I see them?”  she asked.

Seven sighed a little and pulled down the native garments that had been given him on his arrival.

“Wow, they are spectacular, I have never been with a human before.  May I touch them?”

He nodded his consent.  Her hands were remarkably warm and attentive.  Her touch was more intelligent and graceful than any other hands that had touched him.  He had never been touched with that concern and curiosity and respect before.  It made him feel like the richest man in the universe.  His member started swelling under her affectionate attention.

“What is it doing?  Did I do something wrong?”

“Oh, no, Sweety, that is natural.”

“Does it feel good?”

“Yes it feels good.”

“And these are your “genitalia”?”

“Yes, you don’t keep your genitalia in the same place?”

“No, it is a secret.  My people don’t tell anybody where we keep our intimates.  That is part of our prerogative as slaves.  It is the one thing that we possess and give to people that we have genuine affection for.  I am only talking to you about it because I trust you and i like you.  I have pseudo genitalia that I use for serving the needs of my masters, but that doesn’t let them get close to me emotionally, I feel next to nothing there and my people have developed an uncanny resistance to all disease.  If you won’t tell anybody I can show you where my real pleasure center is.  Where I feel something.  Where I can be intimate.  Do you want to know?”

“Yes, I would like that.”

Shunam slowly removed her head dress, with her diadem on it to reveal a plump juicy pair of moist lips in the middle of her forehead.  7 couldn’t believe what he was seeing, he had seen naked women, he was not inexperienced with alien women, but this….. He was so aroused he could barely contain himself.  He kissed her forehead gently, filling the rough ridges of her lips on his own.  They were hot and they gave off a sent like jasmine.  The air around them was humid.  She seemed very aroused.  He could see moisture oozing between them.

She sank to her knees in front of him and grasped his member.  He caught his breath and let out a little squeal.  She doted upon his scepter showering it with pecks, holding it affectionately next to her face.  She ran it into her mouth to moisten it and then placed it at the entrance of her forehead temple and started applying pressure, working it into her orifice.  7 almost fainted with extacy.   He had never felt anything like it before, there was an electricity, all other sex he could remember felt animal and this felt spiritual, like making love to an angel or a goddess.  She rocked back and forth rhythmically, he felt some manner of sphincter muscles inside her womanhood sucking, pulling, enticing, welcoming his penis into her space.  Overcome with affection he pulled out and dropped to his knees and looked in her eyes, there was a light inside them, a look of contentment.

“That doesn’t hurt”.  he asked

“Why should it?”  she responded, “we don’t keep our brains in there or anything.”

“Where do your people keep their brains?”

“In our chests, they are attached to our hearts.  My people are known as the Bodhichitta, the heart-minded.  Now shutup, I am not done with you.”  She playfulle shoved him back onto a plush rug that was the skin of some large predator from the cold part of the planet.  She enveloped him with her womanhood again and he affectionately caressed her forehead as she rocked back and forth until he exploded inside her cranium.   It wasn’t like an ejaculation with a human female.  It was like a supernova, there was some intelligent electricity, some chemical reaction, he knew from that moment  that he was addicted and always would be and he was glad.  Now he was a slave, a slave to his desires.

Her eyes glowed brightly, not metaphorically, there was an actual light in her eyes that had not been there before.  It was as though she was somehow being nourished with some energy from his ejaculation.  He wondered what effects it would have on her all of his ZED training and all of the orgone that he had absorbed through meditation and study.  What effect would his seed have on this magnificent creature.  He had no idea what to expect.

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The Orgone Generator

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7 came too groggily, He didn’t know where he was.  He saw a bright light over him and he thought he saw an angel with azure eyes and golden blond hair and creamy freckled cleavage and a voice also like an angel.  Her voice was warm and loving like a lover’s voice but not unlike one’s mothers voice if she was really hot.

“Can you hear me?”  the angel said.

“Oh…, yeah.” 7 said realizing that she had been repeating herself and he had not really been focused.  He was in a strange room he didn’t recognize and his body was in a fluid that was warm and looked like milk.  It tickled as though millions of tiny hands were doing some form of energy massage on every cell of his body, he had never experienced anything like it. 

“Where am I?”  asked 7.

“You are in the  Orgone room in the Holy of Holies, the sanctum sanctorum.”  Angel said affectionately.

“I didn’t know this place existed.”  7

“Most people don’t, it is a well kept secret, a sacred secret, one of our most important, for the ZED I mean.  The only reason you found out about it is because you were almost dead.  We had to bring you here to keep you alive.  You would be dead right now if it was not for the orgone in this room.”  Angel said

7 glanced around the strange room, there was a aquamarine fog that expanded and moved around the room like silent slow moving lightning.  It was some manner of energy, it seemed to be emanating from an ornate gilded rectangular box with two golden angels that were kneeling facing one another in prayer.  There was a ball of the same colored energy above and between them which seemed to be the source of all of the ambient energy in the room.  He noticed that the Orgone seemed to be energizing the bath he lay in, when the tendrils reached out to the liquid there was a subtle cascade that danced across the surface and then he felt the energy from it.  His eyes rolled back in his head and he felt very sleepy and at the same time he felt like he was having an orgasm, ecstasy coursed through every nerve in his body.  His body relaxed and he asked, “What is this orgone generator?  Where does this energy come from?”

 
“Well, our noble founder Frater Shivastus Solomonicus, knew but could not demonstrate until the ZED were created that there is a tangible energy that is given off by proper equal relationship.  This energy is called orgone, chi, ki, chaitanya, prana, mana and an infinite number of other names.  It is a living intelligent energy and it changes the universe around it.  When people come together of their own free will and expand their sense of self to include one another, and those people all have the same or similar souls in the form of the same philosophy, when they live in harmony, this energy is created by the quality of their interactions it takes on a personality and it does their will.  Every event, interaction, word, thought, deed in a relationship characterizes the relationship, creates its qualities.  The smarter a person is the more orgone they can absorb out of the surrounding area, and they can command this energy.  Only philosopher kings can wield it.  Shivastus wanted this knowledge kept from anyone that didn’t need to know about it to minimize the chances of someone trying to take control of it and use it for nefarious purposes.  There are Zed masters that don’t know about this place because they have never been injured badly enough to be brought here.”
 
“It feels so …. good.”  7
 
Angel, slipped onto the step behind him in the white bath her thighs hugged the back of his, her skirt absorbed the milky water and became transparent and warm.  Her arms wrapped around his shoulders.  “Does this bother you?”  she asked. 
 
“No, not at all.”  7
 
Her hand caressed and massaged his skin, “See, Shivastus taught us that the healing energy, is the spiritual energy, which is the sexual energy.”  Her hand slid down the hollow of his stomach and into the water between his legs,  she ever so gently touched his masculinity,  there was an immediate change in the flow of orgone in the room, the light became more intense and locked a thick beam on the area where here hand and his groin met, all the other streams of light in the room flicked back and forth like a playful cat that was about to pounce on unsuspecting prey.  7 closed his eyes and leaned to kiss Angel, “Remain alert, you should be learning, this is important, unconscious in relationship is not relationship.  People have thresholds for pleasure as well as for pain, when they pass this threshold they want to be unconscious.  You must make an effort to remain conscious.” 
 
7 opened his eyes and turned his head forward.  He observed the light and how it changed the way it moved based on her gentle stroking, he realized that there was some subtle obscure correlation between the sensations he had down there and the flow of the light.  Her grasp tightened on his member firmly and his legs tightened, she stroked the blood into the head of his penis and maintained her asphyxiating grip.  Her strokes were shorter now but still firm, the water acted almost as a lubricant.  His body stiffened and his back arched, he felt her wet boobies on his back like soft, happy, puppies that he wanted to play with.  When he exploded he felt himself become the focal point of all the light in the room, it coursed through him blowing out any energetic blockages in his nadis, he felt the light inside him converging on his third eye, he felt it glowing like a diamond,  there was a sensation there, a presence that he hadn’t felt before, an intelligence.  He felt a tiny, glowing, diamond shaped light that surged with power, he knew it would always be there from now on.  He knew that it had always been there but he hadn’t sensed it until this moment because it had never been exposed to the light before, the light had never been able to reach there. 
 
His body relaxed and his posture slackened,  “Thank you,” he said.
 
“You are welcome.”  Angels grip slowly and deliberately released its strangle hold on his member and rose from the white froth, on her hand his semen glowed eerily with its own light, it was a beautiful color, royal blue, aquamarine, cobalt, cornflower, it was difficult to pinpoint the exact color but it was beautiful and blue.  “Hmm, I have never seen an ejaculate this color before, it is powerful and radiant.”  Before he could react it she had put her hand to her mouth and started licking glowing light from her hand like a kitten happily licking its paws. 
 
“I hope you always remember what you learned here, this will be important for you for the rest of your life.”