(Fantastic language 👍)
To live in the world without becoming aware of the meaning of the world is like wandering about in a great library without touching the books.
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(#Why #we #wear #a #tie ? 👏)
#Langdon knew that, etymologically, cravat actually derived from a ruthless band of “ #Croat ” mercenaries who donned knotted neckerchiefs before they stormed into battle. To this day, this ancient battle garb was donned by modern office warriors hoping to intimidate their enemies in daily boardroom battles.
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(Fantastic language 👍)
The act of #tattooing one’s skin was a transformative declaration of power, an announcement to the world: I am in control of my own flesh. The intoxicating feeling of control derived from physical transformation had addicted millions to flesh-altering practices . . . cosmetic surgery, body piercing, bodybuilding, and steroids . . . even bulimia and transgendering. The human spirit craves mastery over its carnal shell.
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(Occult defined 😉)
Langdon smiled. “*Sorry, but the word #occult, despite conjuring images of devil worship, actually means ‘hidden’ or ‘obscured.’* In times of religious oppression, knowledge that was counterdoctrinal had to be kept hidden or ‘occult,’ and because the #church felt threatened by this, they redefined anything ‘occult’ as evil, and the prejudice survived.”
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(A superb description of #Sunday #Mass 👌)
Langdon scanned the class. “Does that sound freaky to anyone else?”
“Yes!” they all chimed in.
Langdon feigned a sad sigh. “Too bad. If that’s too freaky for you, then I know you’ll never want to join my cult.”
Silence settled over the room. The student from the Women’s Center looked uneasy. “You’re in a cult?”
Langdon nodded and lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. *“Don’t tell anyone, but on the pagan day of the sun god Ra, I kneel at the foot of an ancient instrument of torture and consume ritualistic symbols of blood and flesh.”*
The class looked horrified.
Langdon shrugged. “And if any of you care to join me, come to the Harvard chapel on Sunday, kneel beneath the crucifix, and take Holy Communion.” 👏👊😂
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(Brightest mind 😝)
For centuries the “brightest minds” on earth had ignored the ancient sciences, mocking them as ignorant superstitions, arming themselves instead with smug skepticism and dazzling new technologies—tools that led them only further from the truth. Every generation’s breakthroughs are proven false by the next generation’s technology. And so it had gone through the ages. The more man learned, the more he realized he did not know.
(Look at the quoted words "brightest mind". I think he refers to the "great" #Newton, #Galileo, etc., 😉.
What is so great about these trashes? Till now they are getting credit for others' discoveries. Maybe their descendants are still earning royalties. The so called discoveries happened only after the White filth came into contact with India again.)
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The shocking discovery, it seemed, paralleled the ancient spiritual belief in a “cosmic consciousness”
(Page #38)
(Here "ancient" refers to #Hindhus and “cosmic consciousness” refers to #Brahmam / #Sivam)
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At the subatomic level, Katherine had shown that particles themselves came in and out of existence based solely on her intention to observe them. *In a sense, her desire to see a particle . . . manifested that particle.* #Heisenberg had hinted at this reality decades ago, and now it had be come a fundamental principle of #Noetic #Science. In the words of #Lynne #McTaggart: *“Living consciousness somehow is the influence that turns the possibility of something into something real. The most essential ingredient in creating our universe is the consciousness that observes it.”*
(There are two theories about universe in Hindhuism - #Shristi-Dhristi & #Dhristi-Shristi. According to the first one, whatever is happening in this world is linear - big bang, stars are born, planets are born, life starts. According to the second one, what we see is a projection of our own mind. There is no universe apart from ourselves. #Bhagavaan #Shree #Ramanaa says "நாம் உலகம் காண்டலால்..." ("Because we see the world...") in His great work "உள்ளது நாற்பது" (Reality in forty verses). The above passage talk about the latter.
It's only because our ancestors knew about "mind over matter", they composed the following famous & great Vedic mantra:
"Aano bhadra krtavo yantu vishwatah'' (1.89.1 #Rigveda)
"Let noble thoughts come to me from all directions”
Part of our death rituals & Shraddha rituals are concerned about nullifying/destroying/pacifying the effects of thoughts of the deceased person.)
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“Impressive,” her brother replied. “Einstein, Bohr, and Hawking are modern geniuses. But are you reading anything older?”
Katherine scratched her head. “You mean like . . . Newton?”
He smiled. “Keep going.” At twenty-seven, Peter had already made a name for himself in the academic world, and he and Katherine had grown to savor this kind of playful intellectual sparring.
("smiled" - ridiculing; Except a very few #Parangis like #Einstein, #Tesla, etc., rest was a bunch of fraudsters, plagiarists, etc., They simply stole knowledge from India and passed it to the world as theirs. Einstein did not hide his admiration of our scriptures or the fact that his research was based on our Sat-Chit concept.)
Older than Newton? Katherine’s head now filled with distant names like Ptolemy, Pythagoras, and Hermes Trismegistus. Nobody reads that stuff anymore.
Her brother ran a finger down the long shelf of cracked leather bindings and old dusty tomes. “The scientific wisdom of the ancients was staggering . . . modern physics is only now beginning to comprehend it all.”
“Peter,” she said, “you already told me that the Egyptians understood levers and pulleys long before Newton, and that the early alchemists did work on a par with modern chemistry, but so what? Today’s physics deals with concepts that would have been unimaginable to the ancients.”
“Like what?”
“Well . . . like entanglement theory, for one!” Subatomic research had now proven categorically that all matter was interconnected . . . entangled in a single unified mesh . . . a kind of universal oneness. “You’re telling me the ancients sat around discussing entanglement theory?”
“Absolutely!” Peter said, pushing his long, dark bangs out of his eyes. “Entanglement was at the core of primeval beliefs. Its names are as old as history itself . . . *Dharmakaya, Tao, Brahman*. In fact, man’s oldest spiritual quest was to perceive his own entanglement, to sense his own interconnection with all things. He has always wanted to become ‘one’ with the universe . . . to achieve the state of ‘at-one-ment.’ ” Her brother raised his eyebrows. “To this day, Jews and Christians still strive for ‘atonement’ . . . although most of us have forgotten it is actually ‘at-one-ment’ we’re seeking.”
Katherine sighed, having forgotten how hard it was to argue with a man so well versed in history. “Okay, but you’re talking in generalities. I’m talking specific physics.”
“Then be specific.” His keen eyes challenged her now. “Okay, how about something as simple as polarity—the positive/negative balance of the subatomic realm. Obviously, the ancients didn’t underst—”
“Hold on!” Her brother pulled down a large dusty text, which he dropped loudly on the library table. *“Modern polarity is nothing but the ‘dual world’ described by Krishna here in the Bhagavad Gita over two thousand years ago. A dozen other books in here, including the Kybalion, talk about binary systems and the opposing forces in nature.”*
(2000 years is plain wrong. Lord Krishnar lived some 5000 years ago.)
Katherine was skeptical. “Okay, but if we talk about modern discoveries in subatomics—the Heisenberg uncertainty principle, for example—”
“Then we must look here,” Peter said, striding down his long bookshelf and pulling out another text. *“The sacred Hindu Vendantic scriptures known as the Upanishads.”* He dropped the tome heavily on the first. *“Heisenberg and Schrödinger studied this text and credited it with helping them formulate some of their theories.”*
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That night, Katherine eagerly began reading her brother’s ancient texts and quickly came to understand that he was right. The ancients possessed profound scientific wisdom. Today’s science was not so much making “discoveries” as it was making “rediscoveries.” Mankind, it seemed, had once grasped the true nature of the universe . . . but had let go . . . and forgotten.
(Page 39-41)
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“I’m sorry to drop in on you like this, Robert, but I have only a few minutes. There’s something I needed to ask you . . . in person. A favor.”
That’s a first. Langdon wondered what a simple college professor could possibly do for the man who had everything. “Anything at all,” he replied, pleased for any opportunity to do something for someone who had given him so much, especially when Peter’s life of good fortune had also been marred by so much tragedy.
Solomon lowered his voice. “I was hoping you would consider looking after something for me.”
Langdon rolled his eyes. “Not Hercules, I hope.” Langdon had once agreed to take care of Solomon’s hundred-fifty-pound mastiff, Hercules, during Solomon’s travels. *While at Langdon’s home, the dog apparently had become homesick for his favorite leather chew toy and had located a worthy substitute in Langdon’s study—an original vellum, hand-calligraphed, illuminated Bible from the 1600s.* 😉 Somehow “bad dog” didn’t quite seem adequate.
“You know, I’m still searching for a replacement,” Solomon said, smiling sheepishly.
“Forget it. I’m glad Hercules got a taste of religion.” 😂
(Page 69)
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Well, How was it? 😎
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