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~SPilling IT~

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The curtain lifts...

Stella is lying on a couch.  A psychiatrist sits nearby...

Dr. Sphil:  “What's the matter, darling?”

Stella:  (sobbing) “What’s wrong with me?” 

 Dr. Sphil:  “Now, now.  What’s bothering you?”

 Stella: “All of my relationships just die.  Am I going to wind up in the wind a spinster?  I can't bear the thought..”.

Dr. Sphil:  “Well, allow me to remind you that you are a Black Widow Spider – lets face facts, my dear, really you are the one   responsible for the death of your relationships...”

As can be seen from this example of rapid-fire therapy Dr.  Sphil prevailed as the foremost Psycho-therapist in the Spider world. Her remarkable ability to remain objective kept her from becoming consumed by her clients’ devouring depression. She had a client survival rate of an astonishing 2%.  Yes, 2% of clients survived her therapy sessions... What's this?  I see a bunch of you human readers rolling their eyes and saying, "The survival rate of my therapist is 87%".  Well, it’s understandable that you feel that way.  But in the spider world, a client survival rate of -200% (for the readers without any formal education (that would be both of you) that means that not only does the client commit suicide but also takes along another spoul to spachKhand) is considered above average and rates of -900% are not uncommon.  Of course some of you might ask why some spider with such dastardly rate can remain in business.  I just have one word for you:  government-subsidized-population-control.  ... Spo I believe I have spufficiently, without a sphadow of doubt proved that Dr. Sphil is one of the best available in the business…. Oh, you still don’t believe me – before I continue, I must say that I am rather disappointed in the tolerance and understanding level of the human species; but I understand that you have been brought up in the spcientific world and want sproof of everything.  Well, here is it:

Dr.  Sphil’s Profile (provided by the Dan Rather Not Investigation Company)  
Nickname: Silky Tongue
Relationships:  usually last till dinner
Favorite human TV show: Dr. Phil
Looks: ^,.o.,^ (before therapy sessions) ^,.J.,^ (after most sessions)
Family: Daddy long legs, Mummy widowed
Secret that nobody knows: Sometimes takes left-over work home
Client Survival Rate: 2% (I must assure you that the patients who fell into the 98% categravy were (first) determined to be incurable through Dr. Sphil's exhaustive psycho-analysis)
Minimum Number of eyes on client during therapy: 3 (bet you can’t say that about
your therapist)
Minimum Number of client hands held during therapy: 3 (bet you can’t say that about your therapist)
Number of convictions from lawsuits:  a measly 1 (even that was because the spjury got too emotional – the alleged victim was half-eaten, for crying out loud!).

 I could go on about why this conviction was politics-based, but I would be digressing. Anyway at this point, I believe I have proved that Dr. Sphil is the best in the spbusiness and I will now return to the therapy session…

Stella: (sobbing meters of silk – who wouldn’t when a breakthrough happens) “Yes, it is I who’s at fault – I can’t stand the thought of them being with another!  Ohhh, thank you Dr. Sphil, my antennae feels so light now.  Now I must bring up something that is eating me (no pun intended) from the inside.  I have fallen in love.. this time its true love…”

Dr.  Sphil: (a little disappointed that this client seemed to have been cured) “Splendid! Who is the lucky spellow?”

Stella: “Ohhh, this one is different from everyone I have met - so gentle when smashing me against the wall.  Even stepping on me is out of love and concern; (pointing to kaRtaal killa) there, that's the one …”

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The curtain falls….

Meanwhile in the elevator  our heros...

Current Kidney Situation: PP~PP
The Jori PhaR read from the Sikhreht Code book aloud....

The Multi-Dimensional Gurbani Path of Life

by Masteraani Jee

Acknowledgements:
I'm grateful to my family for their love (sniff) and support; and my advisor and dissertation committee for finally accepting this work as an acceptable dissertation.
(yeah, yeah, yeah; get on with it, will ya? Dissert this: PP~PP)

I would also like to thank the Gurdwara committee for putting the elevator out of use, without which it would not have turned into an InterStellar elevator; (thank you Gurdwara committee - where would have all the spiders gone?) without which I wouldn’t have been able to visit Baba Attar Singh jee [basj] in Sunn-Khand; ("Hey," vaja toR interrupted, "have you heard the one about Sunn Khand's motto?  ... Less is More, Nothing is Most! … Hee hee ”)

I am grateful to Baba Jee for taking time out [illus2] of his precious dhyian of the True One [illus1] in order to let me interview him. (Whoa!  Heavy! Looks promising - maybe the  keertan nuts are not nuts after all)

Abstract:
The only true way of living is the one advocated by Gurbani. As is evident from many Gurbani tukks, there are three main facets to this way of living: seva, simran and humility. In this dissertation, we study the relative importance of, and the order in
which these facets must be adopted.

Our work is motivated and initiated by an interview with Baba Attar Singh Jee, in which he identified the Gurbani tukk guru syvhu Aru nwmu iDAwvhu iqAwghu mnhu gumwnI ] [tukk-1] that captures the essence of Gurbani. Based on our own experience, we first claim that an initial interpretation of this tukk is likely to yield a conclusion that the Gurbani-advocated way of living is to:

1.    First serve the Guru physically
2.    Then meditate on Naam mentally
3.    Then give up our ego

 

Unfortunately, and as our work shows, this interpretation is fundamentally primitive and immature. In order to analyze [tukk-1] in a more sophisticated manner, we take the novel approach of conducting our analysis with the aid of several other Gurbani tukks.

Jedi Night Series Producer on the hotline with the authors:  “What do you think you are doing?!!  Most of our readers had to give bribes to graduate from Kindergarten and you are giving them this PhD stuff?!!  Do something adolescent-ish!  NOW!”

We heard a low boom nearby!!  We all looked up with anticipation – but it was only the Conspiracy Kid, who was pretending to be in deep thoughts (we knew it was him because it smelt of a deep nasty conspiracy).

Our approach, referred to as the Multiple Tukk Analysis (MTA), lets us draw several fresh insights into the aforementioned way of living. In addition, we show that MTA is a powerful and scalable technique that can be used to reach conclusions about Gurbani's message using the minimum amount of logic. This property further demonstrates the utility of MTA, as past work has shown that use of worldly logic is often counter-productive in interpreting Gurbani. In what follows, we use MTA to present a fresh analysis of [tukk-1].

Another  maaha boom!  This time vaja toR confessed, “It’s the maah dee daal!!”  (what’s next? gobi de phull?!!)

Our use of MTA, which by definition is analysis that is aided by several Gurbani tukks, relies on three Gurbani tukks [tukk-2, tukk-3, tukk-4] in addition to [tukk-1]. MTA indicates that although one's bhagti does become finer and subtler as one moves in the sequence of (1) seva, (2) simran, and (3) humility, there are at least two other valid sequences implied by Gurbani.

First, the reverse sequence (3-2-1) is equally valid. Indeed, we can't possibly jap naam [TeraTera] without first giving up ego [MeraMera]; furthermore, seva is unacceptable without Naam as is evident from [tukk-2].

Second, any sequence that starts from the second step (naam jaap) is also valid --- when one starts naam jaap, one gets rid of one's ego [tukk-3]; furthermore, naam jaap is the equivalent to service of the Guru [tukk-4].

Based on these observations, we conclude that the Gurbani way of living is, in fact, a multi-dimensional path on which one should simultaneously engage in seva, simran, and ego-give-up. Furthermore, naam jaap seems to the central concept in walking this path.


References:
[basj] Baba Attar Singh jee Mastuana vaale while visiting Earth (
1866 - 1927) was asked which gurbani tukk captures the essence of gurbani.  His reply was [tukk-1].

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[illus1] It's an illusion that Baba jee took out time from his dhyian of the True One.  At Baba jee's avastha, dhyian of the True One cannot be broken even for a fraction of any time unit [illus2].


[illus2] At Baba jee's avastha, time is meaningless.


[tukk-1]: 
guru syvhu Aru nwmu iDAwvhu iqAwghu mnhu gumwnI ]
gur saevahu ar naam dhhiaavahu thiaagahu manahu gumaanee || < 216 >
Serve the Guru, meditate on Naam and renounce the mind's egotistical pride.

 
[tukk-2]:  Gwl n imilE syv n imilE imilE Awie AicMqw ] jw kau dieAw krI myrY Twkuir iqin gurih kmwno mMqw ]
ghaal n miliou saev n miliou miliou aae achi(n)thaa || jaa ko dhaeiaa karee maerai t(h)aakur thin gurehi kamaano ma(n)thaa || <672>.
The True One is not met through seva or by one's own efforts; but by those who, via grace, jap the Guru-given Naam.


[tukk-3]:  haumY dIrG rogu hY dwrU BI iesu mwih ] ikrpw kry jy AwpxI qw gur kw sbdu kmwih ]
houmai dheeragh rog hai dhaaroo bhee eis maahi || kirapaa karae jae aapanee aapanee thaa gur kaa sabadh kamaahi || <466>
Ego is a chronic disease, but it contains its own cure as well. If one is granted True One's grace, one starts following Guru's teachings (naam jap).

[tukk-4]:  nwmu hmwrY gur kI syv ]1]
naam hamaarai gur kee saev || <1145>
Naam is (the real) service of the Guru. ||


[TeraTera] "tera(n) tera(n)", "you, you"

[MeraMera] "mera mera", "me, me"

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Jori PhaR finished reading and looked up. Everyone fell silent. The abstract was no doubt a sophisticated piece of writing but definitely not worth dying for - because at this point it had sunk into us that we would probably never make it out alive of our imprisonment.  Nobody knew we were in here and only WaheGuru knew what other dark deed the frog had done with her wicked wizardly ways. 

My sister grabbed the book saying, "I'm sure you missed something!"  She read through it again. 

The illumination we had conjured with our “WaheGuru” began dimming out due to our disappointment with the book.  Deflated, our “WaheGuru WaheGuru” quickly lost its focus, becoming less enthusiastic and far less concentrated. At this point, even my sister was barely japping Naam - she was reading the abstract over and over again and barking at us to keep up the light. Then she suddenly looked up.  "How could we ... I be so dumb?  Tera(n) Tera(n)!  That's it!"  She shot up from her sitting place and hit elevator buttons in the sequence 1313. 

Nothing happened. “Dead silence”.  All we wanted was the darn elevator door to open!  Is that asking for too much from us kids (some of us smellier than others)?  Our “WaheGuru WaheGuru” ceased altogether and darkness enclosed us once more.  Then we heard a far-away rattling (no, it wasn’t me). A whining sound came up from the bowels of the elevator shaft growing louder and shriller, piercing our inner eardrums.  The elevator began vibrating and shaking (PpPpPpPp) so much that we all fell to the floor, unable to maintain our balances.  Terrified, we started shrieking and screaming hysterically at the top of our lungs, yet we could barely hear ourselves. . . (Future historians will no doubt debate whether I did indeed relieve myself during those terrible moments; but I am here to testify (and if I am lying, may I drown in an AbbuKhana oasis – oh oh water - :] PP~PP~PP - I really need to think of something else) that I didn't).  Then suddenly the shaking and the thundering ceased. The elevator started up, lights flashed (all 3 of them) as we took off at light speed!  Within a nano-nano second we smashed into the 3rd floor.  Our bodies flew up, hit the ceiling, crashed and crumpled to the floor. 

But we continued flying upwards into space…

To be continued…

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