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Meanwhile back in the astral elevator… “Karta” someone had whispered. The giant multi-dimensional-screen reappeared. This time it had a simple picture of a single white cell of a Monarch butterfly.
The cell had just being fertilized and it was lying there all small and helpless - suddenly the screen went into a finer, detailed mode. It showed the Formless One, via Naam, actively managing this cell!! We really thought we couldn’t possibly go into a deeper awe, but there we were. The great, infinite, powerful-beyond-imagination Formless One was managing a small white cell just as a great Emperor would manage an empire!! All microscopic activities within the white cell were being directed by the Formless One; tiny and unique life forms were being created and destroyed to accomplish the given task.
We saw the cell form into an egg. We watched the egg hatching into a larva. We observed the caterpillar larva eating its egg, munching on milkweed, molting, masticating its molted skin and devouring even more milkweed for several cycles. We viewed the caterpillar molt a final time and begin spinning its silk fastenings. We looked on as its body hardened into a jade green chrysalis. We beheld the pupa emerge from its cocoon, inflate its Butterfly wings and flutter off in search of nectar – with Formless One always intimately aware of the progress.
The screen blanked out. We, of course, had heard that the real doer of everything is WaheGuru, but to see that WaheGuru being the real doer at even the minutest level overwhelmed us so much that we kids just flopped on the elevator floor in awe. And to think that I had worried about my less-than-stellar-grades and … well, everything else seemed just like a big joke. Again we saw a twinkle in the man in white’s eyes “Oh oh,” we thought, “There is more coming!” Sure enough, the screen erupted again. It showed the picture of a single white cell again. Then … it zoomed into the cell.
We could see a larger than life pulsating city of activity within the single cell structure. Unit and cell membranes walled the City (it was alleged that this wall could be seen from outer pupa, although no one had ventured out to prove this) while the vacuoles absorbed and stored water chemicals (this facility was tightly secured due to the current AAA (Ants Around Alert) being at AAA (Ants Are Around).
Lysosomes containing hydrolytic enzymes broke large molecules into small molecules using water molecules to split chemical bonds (the value of these bonds plummeted through the cell wall after the AAA alert).
We observed the Endoplamic Reticulum (ER), a tubular subway network of sorts transporting chemicals through the cell city (ER had to do this by themselves because the JR (Janitor Reticulum) had quit after the AAA alert).
But it didn’t stop there, No, the golgi apparatus had to begin producing its own ER secretions.
I just couldn’t watch anymore as the chloroplast, a city within itself, began showing off (while others were running around shouting “The End is Around”, this rather hawkish city paraded its nucleolus capabilities).
Within this one single cell, a billion unique cells all wiggled - cities of activity in their own right. And each of those billion cells was being managed from birth to death by the Formless one!! And then each of these billion cells had billions of unique cells within them and each of them was being managed by the Formless one. No one said it, but we all thought “Enough.” Our beleaguered minds could take no more. Yes, dear reader all this activity is going
on within each and every one of your own cellular structures this very instant and the Formless one is managing it *all* and
…. Oh …. You think I’m making these fancy cell names up just to impress
you, … what? Oh … a simple cell is just a simple cell – ok,
go ahead look at this, Mr. ( or Ms.) NonBeliever:
NOW do you believe me? Huh? … Oh, now you are feeling guilty about not believing me? Oh grow up! …. and relax; it’s not your fault, thank WaheGuru the Formless One’s in control (and not you). “Purakh” - We saw the Formless One permeating everything. I think we had all reached an awe-saturation point. When someone called out “Nirbhou Nirvaar” we giggled. Perfect! We thought, how could the Formless One be afraid of or hate anything – when it *was* everything. “Akaal” - already joking around, we completely cracked up when we heard this – I rolled ong ?? the floor doubled-up with belly laughter - linear time is merely an illusion and now even we knew it, nay felt it (a lot of answers that wise ones spend their life searching for had become self-evident here). The man in white motioned us to stand (hover actually) up again. “This one my favorite,” he said, “Moorit!” Everything, including the screen disappeared.
We felt the Formless One totally surrounding us. Then slowly all life sprouted up around us. We could see galaxies far away; perhaps billion of light years away - yet we could see life in the minutest detail happening in those galaxies. We saw earthquakes creating great mountains then mountains slowly eroding away to hills. We viewed forests swaying in spring breezes; we witnessed people getting married; we observed children being born; we watched people laughing, going to war, dying and withering away. Deep within each of the life forms, be it animal or plant, a small light dwelled. And even more deeply within that light, a small part of the Formless One abided! This Formless particles most miniscule particle contained in entirety all the power and potency of the Formless One and was constantly permeating and intensely communicating with its life form with LOVE! Not only does the Formless One manage everything but loves all intimately as part of its own creation and participle of the manifestation of its own created self-being. Man in white explained this, " Air we no see; but we feel - when wind blow we refresh, we feel alive. If air go away, we die. The moorit of air is Life. Same way, the Formless One we no see; but when we become aware of Formless One in us, we feel fresh, we feel alive, we feel hope …. And we feel love. The moorit of the Formless One is LOVE! But Formless One different from air – air we love because it give us life; but air no love us back. Formless One we love and Formless One love us back million times more!" “Ajooni” - We "saw" that the Formless One never has been and never shall be incarnated. (How would that even be possible? How should something so infinitely vast ever be packed into a physical body no matter how big that body might be? I thought in my light-ish head). “Sai Bhang” - The man in white explained, "The Formless One no mama, no papa – Formless One is both momma and papa; Formless One is all babies too, Formless One exists everywhere in every form without form, no time when Formless One not there!"
(I am sorry, my good and loyal readers, this is getting harder and harder
to describe yet there it seemed so self-evident. I know, I know, the man in white is not helping much either (although I do have to say that the man in white (despite his grammar) is totally awesome in person and/or spirit)
but all I can say is I wish you had been there…. Oh, you feel that my writing
is taking you there too? How very nice; I think I will float to the ceiling just for you – oops, I just bumped
into our floating-at-least-two-feet-above-everybody-else sister – “Watch it, formless dummy!” she telepath-ed to me. Did she just call me formless?! – man! I knew it, I had it in me!). “Gurprashad” - The Formless One extends into an entity known as SatGuru (True Enlightener). The word love springs to my mind in my meager attempt to define and describe SatGuru - unconditional and intoxicating love is most descriptive. SatGuru sweeps over saturating some of creation; having a profound effect on whichever life form it touches. As we all know by now, each life form has a tiny bit of the Formless One inside (yes, even the dummy me).
In some, this part remains well hidden within while in others it shines lustrously outwardly. SatGurus affect on any life form, irreversibly and profoundly reduces the darkness covering the Formless One. Those whose Formless One part is already luminous simply vanish into SatGuru! Man in white explained, "Guru's purpose to get us back into our real formless self." After hearing that, we just stood there in absolute daze. No questions hand gone unanswered in us, still we wanted to explore and celebrate this even more. Our sister announced, "We can read any part of gurbani and see the multi-dimensionality of it! Choose a gurbani shabad." Like toddlers in a Candy store, who want everything yet can’t decide on anything, we all jumped up and down with ideas; yet none of us could settle on which gurbani tukk we would like to "see". The man in white decided
for us,
“siqgur
kI ijs no miq AwvY so siqgur mwih smwnw ] sathigur kee jis no math aavai so sathigur maahi samaanaa || <797> One who accepts the wisdom of the SatGuru’s teachings, is absorbed into the SatGuru.”
he quoted, “By Gurprashad one becomes … how you say it? … elite (pMc). Read Jap Ji Sahib pMc pauree …” to be continued....
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