Page 234
Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2025 5:19 pm
What I want to address now is in chronological order. So, over the past week, I’ve been trying to understand even more deeply what Mara is — what this dark Spirit is that provokes me, but for good. Then I started noticing that because of it, I’m actually growing stronger, as if I myself am turning into Spirit, as if I’m awakening even more or entering this conscious state — the eighth corner. And all this time I’ve been reading various articles online, not just on Wikipedia, about how Jesus was tempted by the demon, and how Buddha too was provoked by a dark force — or more precisely, the God of death. I want to make references to that now, the things I’ve noted down for myself.
There is a legend about the battle of Buddha with the God of Death, which tells how the young prince Gautama secretly left his father’s palace, then dressed in the robes of a monk, and went out into the world as a beggar — and what happened to him along the way. “With resolute intent he settled beneath the Bodhi Tree in the Resting Place, and at once before him appeared Kama — Mara, the god of love and death. The fearsome god arrived riding an elephant, bearing weapons in a thousand hands. He was surrounded by an army stretching twelve leagues before him, twelve to the left, twelve to the right, and behind him — to the edge of the world; it rose to a height of nine leagues. The gods, protectors of the universe, began to fight, but the future Buddha remained motionless beneath the tree. Then the god attacked him, seeking to break his concentration. The enemy hurled at the Savior whirlwinds, stones, thunder and lightning, smoking weapons with sharp blades, burning coals, hot ash, boiling mud, searing sands, and fourfold darkness — but everything thrown against him was transformed by the power of Gautama’s ten perfections into heavenly flowers and ointments. Then Mara sent against him his daughters — Desire, Longing, and Lust — surrounded by a seductive retinue, but they could not distract the mind of the Great Being. Finally, disputing his right to sit in the Resting Place, the god in anger hurled his razor-sharp disc and ordered the frenzied army of his host to pelt him with mountain cliffs. But the Future Buddha merely moved his hand to touch the earth with his fingertips, thereby calling upon the Earth goddess to witness his right to sit where he sat. And she affirmed it with a hundred, a thousand, a hundred thousand thunders, and the enemy’s elephant fell to its knees in reverent bow before the Future Buddha.” So first I want to emphasize
There is a legend about the battle of Buddha with the God of Death, which tells how the young prince Gautama secretly left his father’s palace, then dressed in the robes of a monk, and went out into the world as a beggar — and what happened to him along the way. “With resolute intent he settled beneath the Bodhi Tree in the Resting Place, and at once before him appeared Kama — Mara, the god of love and death. The fearsome god arrived riding an elephant, bearing weapons in a thousand hands. He was surrounded by an army stretching twelve leagues before him, twelve to the left, twelve to the right, and behind him — to the edge of the world; it rose to a height of nine leagues. The gods, protectors of the universe, began to fight, but the future Buddha remained motionless beneath the tree. Then the god attacked him, seeking to break his concentration. The enemy hurled at the Savior whirlwinds, stones, thunder and lightning, smoking weapons with sharp blades, burning coals, hot ash, boiling mud, searing sands, and fourfold darkness — but everything thrown against him was transformed by the power of Gautama’s ten perfections into heavenly flowers and ointments. Then Mara sent against him his daughters — Desire, Longing, and Lust — surrounded by a seductive retinue, but they could not distract the mind of the Great Being. Finally, disputing his right to sit in the Resting Place, the god in anger hurled his razor-sharp disc and ordered the frenzied army of his host to pelt him with mountain cliffs. But the Future Buddha merely moved his hand to touch the earth with his fingertips, thereby calling upon the Earth goddess to witness his right to sit where he sat. And she affirmed it with a hundred, a thousand, a hundred thousand thunders, and the enemy’s elephant fell to its knees in reverent bow before the Future Buddha.” So first I want to emphasize