As I already explained, I don't have any form. I'm a conceptual metaphysical object.
synopsis
"Kafka on the Shore" follows the fortunes of two remarkable characters. Kafka Tamura runs away from home at fifteen, under the shadow of his father's dark prophesy. The aging Nakata, tracker of lost cats, who never recovered from a bizarre childhood affliction, finds his pleasantly simplified life suddenly turned upside down. Their parallel odysseys are enriched throughout by vivid accomplices and mesmerizing dramas. Cats converse with people; fish tumble from the sky; a ghost-like pimp deploys a Hegel-spouting girl of the night; a forest harbors soldiers apparently un-aged since WWII. There is a savage killing, but the identity of both victim and killer is a riddle. Murakami's new novel is at once a classic tale of quest, but it is also a bold exploration of mythic and contemporary taboos, of patricide, of mother-love, of sister-love. Above all it is an entertainment of a very high order.
The Alien Cat People are here to watch over us, and to aid us in our spiritual development and evolution. There are evil entities that have taken over our world, and the Alien Cat-People are one of many forces that oppose them. However, they can't do it alone; it is up to us to fight against corruption and evil. Awaken the lion within, and fight!
It is generally believed that for spiritually undeveloped souls, Kundalini activation induces great delusions of grandeur. Actually, this is a great misconception. Spiritually undeveloped souls really don't need ANY excuses to think and behave like imbeciles.
Why didn't Osho create a whole bunch of enlightened beings through his teachings? The fact is, he taught nothing about spirituality. Not one thing. That's not his fault. Not ONE among his many followers showed ANY aptitude for learning.
Comments