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Yes, nonduality is stupid. It’s stupid in the best possible sense, but stupid nonetheless. If I sat down with a sane, normal person and tried to explain nonduality to them, they’d choke on their laughter. Nonduality is the highest of high philosophies, but even philosophers scoff at it. You’d think it would be ground zero of serious thought in any field, but everyone just skips right past it as if it wasn’t there, which, in a way, it’s not. The irony is that we merry few advaitins would be fully justified in thinking ourselves among the foremost pioneers of courageous human thought, but in the sightless eyes of our plodding herdmates, we are way past Stupid Town and well into Crazyville.
To make progress, we have to wrap our hearts and minds around the sheer ridiculousness of nonduality, starting with reality not being real and no-self being true self. That’s a heavy lift, and to make it worse, it’s not something you can just believe. You can’t hear the elevator pitch and say, “Okay, I’m in.” You have to make the journey and arrive at the initial nondual realization for yourself, or it’s just a lot of gibberish. We have a seemingly limitless capacity for believing gibberish, but nonduality is literally unbelievable. There’s nothing for us to learn or believe or know, we can only unknow what is untrue until only truth remains. (Or, head in that general direction until we get to our point of neutral buoyancy and natural belonging, which is a little easier and makes a lot more sense.)
That’s the good news; it can be done and you can do it. Why you would want to is another matter. You’re either operating from vanity, in which case you won’t get far, or from a splinter in your mind that’s driving you mad, in which case there’s hope. There’s light at the end of this tunnel, but it’s a long, dark struggle to get there and the only way out is through. Onward and upward. Further.
Time, space, energy and matter do not exist. There is no such thing as motion because there’s nothing to move. Causality and duality are knowably false. We are like reverse vampires; all reflection and no source (and nourished by sunlight). Nonduality is not a path of heart or compassion or any other kumbaya bullshit meant to keep you happy in the dark and damp of the sewer-dungeon, it’s a path of white-hot mind meant to burn veils and destroy illusions and see with open eyes what lies beyond.
Don’t be deceived by the ‘tweeners who dwell in the borderland where paradigms meet. These folks – self-proclaimed teachers and experts – are not qualified to speak on waking in or from the dreamstate. As much as it pains me to say it (not in the least), nonduality teachers in particular are Maya’s most effective defense against our assault on her domain; pied pipers leading the weak and afraid down a primrose path, Sirens luring the ship of self to doom on the rocky coast. Maya is always one step ahead of us, but her only power is the influence she exerts over our fear-based hearts and heart-controlled minds. She can’t force us, she can only sway us, but how hard is it to convince us that we exist and that reality is real? Or that we should stretch out on a couch rather than step into a furnace?
Nonduality is the stupidest thing we can be asked to believe, so I suggest you don’t believe it. Resist it, fight back. Unsheath the sword of thy indignation and destroy it utterly. The problem, though, is that, unlike everything else in the dreamstate universe, nonduality is true, which means you can’t so much as scratch it. With anything else, you can slice and dice and make julienne fries, but with nonduality you can’t even make contact. There’s no there there. Your attack meets no resistance and your defenses melt like shadows in light. Nonduality has no beliefs so there is no place for death to enter. Even Maya can’t put a dent in it. That’s true of truth and nothing else.
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