Duchovne pribehy :: Remember, remember, the velvet November


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Toto forum ma sluzit na to, aby ste sa podelili o duchovne pribehy. Pribehy co ste citali, poculi alebo aj svoje vlastne, zo zivota alebo vymyslene. Je jedno ci budu kratke alebo dlhe ale musia mat duchovny podton, myslienku, ktora moze pomoct hladajucemu.

Hlavne sa neobmedzujte v pozadi pribehu - kludne pastujte buddhisticke, hinduisticke, zenove, europske, rozpravkove, indianske... ake len chcete.

Jedine co by asi nemuselo byt su nejake brutalne, alebo neslusne pribehy. Ale to uz zvazte vy. (aj ja to zvazim).

Nezabudnite pouzivat K!armu, nech sa oznacia tie najlepsie.

Nech sa paci, arena je volna.

Galeria niektorych fajn pribehov:

● Usmev v elektricke ● Nikomu to nehovor;) ● Bud dobry ● Znovu a znovu ● Mas? NEMAS!

● Trochu na odlahcenie;) ● Kde zacina "peklo" a kde zacina "raj" ● Dobre? Zle? ● Jeden o Milerepovi

● Rozhodnite sa... ● Stopy v snehu ● Osviencim ● Kde zacinaju prusery;)) ● Dve hlinene nadoby

● Dvanast kvapiek v mori ● Aplikovana kauzalita;) ● Friends... ● Chasidsky pribeh o konci sveta

● Ako to teda vlastne je?!;) ● Pocuvate? ● Fixing Patrul with the "Nail of Clarity" ● Rieka...

● Ako sa veci zdaju... ● Anyway! ● Puta ● Trochu zenu:) ● Clovek? Zviera?

● A este trochu zenu;)) ● Ten, koho krmis...

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Toto je pravdepodobne najlepšia odpoveď, akú som kedy počul na otázku: "Prečo Boh stvoril zlo?"
Prečo Boh stvoril zlo? Odpoveď ma zasiahla do hĺbky duše!
Profesor na univerzite položil svojim študentom nasledujúcu otázku:
- Všetko, čo existuje, stvoril Boh?
Jeden študent odvážne odpovedal:
- Áno, stvorené Bohom.
- Stvoril Boh všetko? - spýtal sa profesor.
"Áno, pane," odpovedal študent.
Profesor sa spýtal:
- Ak Boh stvoril všetko, potom Boh stvoril zlo, keďže existuje. A podľa zásady, že naše skutky definujú nás samých, potom je Boh zlý.
Študent po vypočutí takejto odpovede stíchol. Profesor bol sám so sebou veľmi spokojný. Študentom sa pochválil, že opäť dokázali, že viera v Boha je mýtus.
Ďalší študent zdvihol ruku a povedal:
- Môžem vám položiť otázku, pán profesor?
"Samozrejme," odpovedal profesor.
Študent vstal a spýtal sa:
- Pán profesor, je zima?
- Aký druh otázky? Samozrejme, že existuje. Bola ti niekedy zima?
Študenti sa mladíkovej otázke zasmiali. Mladý muž odpovedal:
- V skutočnosti, pane, chlad neexistuje.
Podľa fyzikálnych zákonov to, čo považujeme za chlad, je v skutočnosti neprítomnosť tepla. Osoba alebo predmet môže byť skúmaný na základe toho, či má alebo prenáša energiu.
Absolútna nula (-460 stupňov Fahrenheit) je úplná absencia tepla. Všetka hmota sa pri tejto teplote stáva inertnou a neschopnou reagovať.
Chlad neexistuje. Toto slovo sme vytvorili na opis toho, čo cítime v neprítomnosti tepla.
Študent pokračoval:
- Pán profesor, existuje tma?
— Samozrejme, že existuje.
- Opäť sa mýlite, pane. Tma tiež neexistuje. Tma je vlastne absencia svetla. Môžeme študovať svetlo, ale nie tmu.
Môžeme použiť Newtonov hranol na šírenie bieleho svetla cez viacero farieb a skúmanie rôznych vlnových dĺžok každej farby. Tmu nemôžete merať. Jednoduchý lúč svetla môže preniknúť do sveta temnoty a osvetliť ho. Ako zistíte, aký tmavý je určitý priestor? Meriate, koľko svetla je prezentované. nie je to tak? Tma je výraz, ktorý človek používa na opis toho, čo sa deje bez svetla.
Nakoniec sa mladý muž spýtal profesora:
- Pane. existuje zlo?
Tentoraz to bolo neisté, profesor odpovedal:
- Samozrejme, ako som už povedal. Vidíme ho každý deň. Krutosť, početné zločiny a násilie po celom svete. Tieto príklady nie sú ničím iným ako prejavom zla.
Na to študent odpovedal:
- Zlo neexistuje, pane, alebo aspoň neexistuje samo pre seba. Zlo je jednoducho neprítomnosť Boha. Je to ako tma a chlad – človekom vytvorené slovo na opis neprítomnosti Boha. Boh nestvoril zlo. Zlo nie je viera alebo láska, ktoré existujú ako svetlo a teplo. Zlo je výsledkom absencie Božej lásky v ľudskom srdci. Je to druh chladu, ktorý prichádza, keď nie je teplo, alebo druh tmy, ktorý prichádza, keď nie je svetlo.
Študent sa volal Albert Einstein.

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traditional church can not be in no way "right", because:
1. they are teaching about god, yet none of the priests has a direct spiritual experience of a dialogue (not monologue) with god, thus they misinterpret the teachings and then teach it in a misinterpreted way
2. church is talking about jesus and god and blablah, yet, they never teach their followers how to be independent in becoming so open that they themselves can have regular dialogue with god, instead: they make them dependent on the priests and church
3. the church as a whole and their priests are disconnected from having the personal direct experience with communicating with god - same as jesus did it, they even condemn it as forbiden magical practices connected to satan (the funniest thing is that originally - before christianity, in pagan times, there was no satan, there is only the pagan faun god, spirit of the nature, which christians misinterpreted as some evil spirit; they also misinterpreted the astral planetary sphere of mars - where probably their mystics stubbled upon, to be the hell) so thus they are in no way able to sunderstand the teachings and have no other option because of it - than to misinterpret it
4. the focus of the christian teaching is to revere and to focus on the scriptures and on the talking of the priest, instead of focusing within, to know oneself and to talk to the god - same as jesus did it regularly, everyone can do it
5. church has misinterpreted jesus in a sense that only he is the son of god and thus only he can talk to god and only he is connected to the holy spirit. instead of knowing that everyone of us can reach that state of consciousness which jesus had and become a beacon or a direct messenger of god

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Přísloví praví: "Datle nesklízejí ti, kdo je sázejí."
(Datlová palma začne nést ovoce za 80-90 let.)

Starý mnich sázel datlovníky v sadu, kolem šel mladý muž.
"Proč sázíš datle, když víš, že z jejich plodů neokusíš?"
I odpověděl mu úsměvem svatý muž: "Pojď dál. Sedni si a poslouchej."

"Je to můj sad a budu si sázet co chci."

A teď jdi.

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Date palms can take 4 to 8 years after planting before they will bear fruit, and start producing viable yields for commercial harvest between 7 and 10 years.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Date_palm#Cultivation

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si si pomýlil nodu.
toto sú duchovné príbehy. Načo tu ťaháš fakty?!

:)

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Dakujem ti, blurec 🙏

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odteraz sa budem úplne inak dívať na každý príbeh, čo má v sebe vysvetlenie

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treba si davat pozor na timka, ide mu len o kacka...

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obyčajný farmár

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A teď jdi.

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Podla poviedky The Egg spravili typci z kurzgesagt tuto krasnu animaciu.

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https://www.facebook.com/SustainableMan/videos/10155327895662909/?fref=mentions

The hungry ghost inside of us

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https://www.facebook.com/aplusapp/videos/1946239215447005/?hc_ref=ARQ551pQ6v6bE3WunmyWSsVuP35QkAo7gOHmfDyDIm6a4uCjwYPQpd43KAPj3f7jaQU&fref=gs&dti=432709916839338&hc_location=group

Lady Gaga on Kindness ♥♥

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opat to niekto uploadol - 4 dohody

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You were on your way home when you died.

It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.

And that’s when you met me.

“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”

“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.

“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”

“Yup,” I said.

“I… I died?”

“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.

You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”

“More or less,” I said.

“Are you god?” You asked.

“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”

“My kids… my wife,” you said.

“What about them?”

“Will they be all right?”

“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”

You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”

“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”

“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”

“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”

“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”

You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”

“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”

“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”

“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”

I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.

“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”

“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”

“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”

“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”

“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”

“Where you come from?” You said.

“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”

“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”

“So what’s the point of it all?”

“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”

“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.

I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”

“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”

“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”

“Just me? What about everyone else?”

“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”

You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”

“All you. Different incarnations of you.”

“Wait. I’m everyone!?”

“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.

“I’m every human being who ever lived?”

“Or who will ever live, yes.”

“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”

“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.

“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.

“And you’re the millions he killed.”

“I’m Jesus?”

“And you’re everyone who followed him.”

You fell silent.

“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”

You thought for a long time.

“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”

“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”

“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”

“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”

“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”

“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”

And I sent you on your way.

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veľmi fajnovo sa pri tom zaspáva:)

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Full zaznam predstavenia Jaroslava Duska - ctyri dohody.

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Užóšú se cvičil v zenu u mistra Nansena až do jeho smrti. Jednoho dne se Džóšú Nansena zeptal: „Co je to
cesta?" Nansen odpověděl: „Duch všedního dne je cesta." Džóšú se ptal: „Máme o ni usilovat?" Nansen odpo-
věděl: „Usiluješ-li o ni, už jsi ji propásl." Džóšú se ptal dál: „Jestliže o ni neusilujeme, jak pak můžeme vědět,zda jsme na cestě?" Nansen řekl: „Cesta nemá nic společného s /věděním' nebo ,nevěděním'. Vědění je jen slepé
vnímání. Nevědění je mámení. Jestliže nakonec, bez usilování, cesty dosáhneš, je jako širý prostor nebe: jasná a
prázdná. Nemůžeš si to vynutit ani tím, ani oním způsobem. Proč chceš násilím určovat, co je správné a co
špatné?" V tom okamžení se Džóšúovi dostalo satori.

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a tak sa samuraj jal sa byt rolnikom
prekoval stit na pluh i v dazdi a mraze
hladny aj zhrbeny ztazka a po-ko-rne oral brazdy na strmine
namyslajuc si ze zije nebo
ukoncil vynosnu karieru v sbs nedozil sa ani nasporeneho dochodku
v bujaro rozjatrenych nozdrach uz necitil vonu gejse ani pach ludskeho strachu
do samurajovho zivota vkradlo sa pokorne pokanie a tichy pach hnojiva
bojovnik sklopenej cepele
zalostny koniec
to vsetko koli opitemu povalacovi s charizmou ktory ho pristihol v spiritualnej krize nastupujuceho stredneho veku
"chlapi bol som tak najebany ze som mu povedal
to je peklo ty kokot
a on proste odisiel do pice
a zabudol na mec
nikdy nemozes zabudnut svoj mec co ti jebe"

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super

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dXEEdjGVGvE

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2xwow2rCpyI

velmi zaujimavo urobeny film o zachrane ludskej duse

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Májá je nepochopitelná.
Jednou Nárada zapřísahal Višnua, Pána vesmíru: "Pane, vyjev mi svou máju, o které se říká, že dělá nemožné možným."Višnu kývnul na souhlas a jednoho dne vyzval Náradu s tím, že se vydají na cestu a s úsměvem řekl: "Pojď, splním ti tvé přání." Jeho úsměv však byl záhadný.

Když opustili příjemný chládek chýše, přišli brzy do pusté krajiny, rozpálené nemilosrdným žárem slunce. Když ušli kus cesty, Pán pocítil žízeň a únavu. Posadil se a požádal Náradu, že cítí velikou žízeň, aby mu odněkud přinesl trochu vody. Nárada okamžitě odešel hledat vodu. Nikde ji však nemohl nalézt, a tak šel dál a dál, až v dálce uviděl řeku. Když k ní přišel, spatřil tam okouzlující mladou dívku a její krása ho okamžitě zaujala. Když se k ní blížil, dívka se k němu obrátila a promluvila na něho nejsladším tónem a slovy, a co se nestalo - oba se do sebe naráz zamilovali. Po několika dnech se sní Nárada oženil a usadil se jako hospodář. Během doby mu porodila několik dětí, a tak žili šťastně. Jednou však v kraji vypukl zhoubný mor a smrt si začala vybírat krutou daň. Nárada navrhl opustit místo, kde žili, a pokusit se žít někde jinde. Jeho žena s tím souhlasila. Vydali se na cestu se svými dětmi, které vedli za ruce. Jak došli k řece, zvedla se najednou mohutná povodeň a divoké vlny jim vyrvávaly jedno dítě za druhým, a nakonec utonula i Náradova manželka. Přemožen žalem usedl na břehu na skalisko, kam se doplazil a v zoufalství se rozplakal. Právě tehdy se objevil před ním Pán, který se ho zeptal: "Nárado, kde máš tu vodu? A proč pláčeš?" Pohled Pána probudil Náradu - a všemu porozuměl. Zvolal: "Ó Pane, přijmi mou poslušnost a úctu k Tobě a hold Tvé podivuhodné máji!"

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a povedal umierajúci otec svojim synom:
"na poli je zakopaný poklad, hľadajte ho!"
a čím viac prekopávali pôdu, aby ho našli,
tým bohatšiu úrodu im pole prinášalo.

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radost pocuvat tohto pana..)

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toto je top divadielko, raz som to videl a casti ako 'vosa - dve ustknuti a smrt, cize pes - je nevyspytatelny, ...' si pamatam dodnes:)

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perfektne ! :)

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