A LESSON IN SPIRITUALITY, PART TWO

I’m sure you heard about high yogis and Buddhist priests who transcended time, gravity and space after many lifetimes of spiritual work..

I was lucky to spend two years of my life in the organisation, which managed to master the full control over laws of physics and concepts of time, space, gravity etc. It was called ‘The Soviet Armed Forces’. That is where I was taught that my perception of physical reality was fundamentally flawed. I’m not going to go into the deep analysis of ‘How’ and ‘Why’. I’ll just give you a few examples of how our army managed to transcend scientific, spiritual and philosophical boundaries, and let you decide which is which.

A ‘Doukh’. Literally translated it means a ‘Spirit’ or a ‘Soul’. That’s what you’re called when you become a new soldier. As expected, being a spirit you don’t have a physical mass and so, none of the existing laws of physics can be applied to you . You move with the speed of light, or rather you teleport, you don’t eat, rest or sleep, you don’t speak, you produce no noise, you don’t wash or change clothes, you are not affected by the extreme temperatures etc. 

Buddhist monks, who can survive for many months without food and water, Yogis who can slow down their heart to one beat a minute, walk on fire and survive sub-zero temperatures….you are welcome to try yourself in the ‘Evacuation Unit’ of the battalion 113609 back in 1984. Good luck with that!

Also, to make things more interesting, all orders in the army are usually given in a past tense. Simple and effective. Instead of ‘Go’, the order would be ‘Gone’. Time-travel anyone? We mastered it 30 years ago.

Or how about the well-known order, which completely messes up the first Einstein’s time-continuum theory…? It sounds like this, ‘Dig a trench from the wall till lunchtime…’. You think it’s a joke? I assure you, it’s not.

‘Remember that time is a false concept of the physical world and has no bearing whatsoever on your reality…..’, says Jack Armstrong in his book ‘Lessons From The Source’. I cannot agree more with Mr. Armstrong. It’s quite possible that he managed to visit our army at some stage, and got some first-hand experience in time-bending techniques. Our Masters from the ‘Ministry of Defence’ decided that in our physical reality, time could easily be transcended, if proper motivation technique is applied. Here is a good example.

From time to time, our officers would test our combat readiness by subjecting the whole battalion to ‘Trevoga’ (Alert). To make this experience as exciting as possible, ‘Trevoga’ would be routinely performed at 4 or 5am. Forty (!!!) seconds was allocated to the process of waking up, jumping out of bed, running to the weapons room, getting your AK, magazines, bayonet, gas mask, flask, rucksack etc, attaching it all to your belt while running back to your bed, then getting fully dressed and ending up in a perfect formation outside the barracks. All in 40 seconds. A single mishap, like one of the oily AK magazines dropped on the floor, would disrupt the whole circus act, put you outside the forty seconds limit and make you non ‘combat-ready’. (As stated in the ‘Ustav’ – the Holy Book of Army regulations). Then you’ll have to run back to the sleeping quarters, to dismantle everything, put your AK’s in the weapons room, close and lock, undress, fold your uniform neatly and go to sleep. The next alarm might happen in five minutes, in an hour or it might not happen at all. The poor soul, who is responsible for the dropped magazine would be beaten up. 

‘Trevoga’ is performed in order to remind everybody that time doesn’t exist.

Now, here is a good example about false perception of reality. Every evening at 9pm we were required to get back to our barracks to watch news. It was supposed to keep us politically educated. Now, imagine a deep forest, miles and miles away from any civilisation, 12 soldiers sitting in a front of the TV set at 9pm. Sounds good so far? Hold on…Our political officer dismissed the fact that there was no electricity in the forest. He personally drove his car for 50-60 kilometres in order to bring us the TV set and to make sure that ‘Ustav’ rules concerning our political education are followed to the letter. So. We were sitting in total silence in a front of the dark TV screen in neat rows for 30 minutes every evening…..

How is that for flawed perception of reality? I suspect this alone can have the most enlightened monks scratching their heads and wondering…

Here is another example.

Every morning at 6am, our unit is assembled in the yard for inspection… It starts with the headcount. You hear your name, you shout, ‘Me’. That’s it.

‘Ivanov!’ – ‘Me!’, ‘Petrov!’ – ‘Me!’, ‘Sidorov!’ – ‘Me!’…..and so on. Simple. If you are not present, you are a deserter and will be treated accordingly. Now imagine our unit after the antifreeze tasting night. Only our sergeant Kanzychackov was still able to stand up. Barely. The rest of the unit was totally and utterly immobilized. So at 6am, he walked out to the yard all by himself.

Our corporal looked at the lonely figure, ‘Where’s the rest?? A Major will arrive at any second!’

Sergeant Kanzychackov, in a very sad voice, ‘Gone…all gone’

Corporal, ‘Let me guess…Antifreeze?’

Sergeant, ‘Yes’

Corporal started to get angry, ‘Do you morons want to be tried by court-martial?’

Sergeant thought for a second and said, ‘No..’

Our Major, who suddenly appeared from nowhere, ‘Corporal! Begin headcount..NOW!!!!’

Corporal, ‘But Comrade Major….the unit is not here’

Major, ‘Do you morons want to be tried by court-martial?!!’

Corporal, ‘Unit!!! Attention!!!’

And so it started….Corporal was calling out our names and sergeant Kanzychackov was shouting back, ‘Me! Me! Me! Me!…..’. 12 times in a row. In different voices. It was ok. It didn’t matter that one person was acting as twelve, most importantly the procedure was not broken. Who cares about the factual reality? It’s totally subjective anyway..

Antifreeze or not, we were present, even if only in spirit. Physically we were far away, thus breaking yet another law of physics, but I think you got the picture and there’s no need for me to continue.

My next story about the spirituality lessons will feature a UK police officer, as promised..

Good night!