This Dog is Barking: A Comic Epic on UG

October 24, 2011

Pic from Graphic Novel on UGA no non-sense, and no serious Comic Epic on UG (a graphic novel) is coming out soon thanks to the crazy non-stop zeal and fantasy of the devil’s duo, Nicolas C Grey – a comic artist,and James Farley – a text-writer. They have been working on it since almost a year or so and it may hit the stands now any time, may be in a few months. Seriousness is a seed of cancer and somehow that is knowingly or unknowingly seeded in all our holy scriptures and teachings. Life is simply to laugh. But we carry life as a log of long dead wood. UG’s utterances or barkings are not to be put in another holy epic and hence the affront effort of Nicolas and James in presenting UG and his barkings in a bare but bold comic graphics is much appreciated and it is fittingly more appropriate as well. It’s a cosmic comic there, so to say.

This Dog Barking – The Strange Story of UG Krishnamurti
Drawn by Nicolas C Grey
Written by James Farley

The following excerpts are reproduced here from their website, along with a few atypical sample graphics:

This Dog Barking (intro)

The iconoclast and ‘anti-guru’ UG Krishnamurti’s (1918 – 2007) only advice was that people should throw away their crutches and free themselves from the stranglehold of cultural conditioning and the tyranny of thought.

Nicolas and James with Chandrasekhar and Suguna in UG room, BangaloreThis Dog Barking – The Strange Story of UG Krishnaumrti chronicles the bizarre history of The Cosmic Naxalite; from his troubled childhood with the Theosophists and discipleship’s and subsequent disillusion with many of the leading spiritual teachers of the twentieth century, to his catastrophic personal life and years of homelessness and destitution in London and Paris.

In 1967 UG underwent his ‘Calamity’ – a series of biological mutations which left him in the ‘natural state’ – functioning without the interference of thought.

With no fixed address, no followers and no organization UG spent the next 30 years traveling the world and giving his uncompromising message that ‘mind is a myth’ and the human condition should be demystified and de-psychologized and viewed in purely physiological terms.

This Dog Barking (synopsis)

Beginning with his unconventional upbringing by the Theosophists in Madras, This Dog Barking tells the turbulent life-story of one of the most radical and unrecognized philosophers of the twentieth century.

Following the death of his mother from childbirth complications UG Krishnamurti spent his early life in the company of many of the period’s most influential gurus and spiritual masters. But his years with The Theosophists, Swami Sivananda, Ramana Maharishi and J Krishnamurti only served to convince him that the entire spiritual tradition was founded on dishonesty and delusion.

Similarly unimpressed by the insights offered by western philosophy and psychology, which he studied at Madras University, he opted for family life and married Kusuma Kumari. A decision he
regretted the day after the wedding.

In 1955 UG and Kusuma, together with their children left for a new life in America, where UG built up a successful career on the spiritual lecture circuit. However, he soon tired of this and in 1959 informed his wife that their marriage was over. A distraught Kusuma returned to India with the children,. Where she died a few years later following a period of mental illness.

UG meanwhile began a five year period of aimless wandering around Europe, supporting himself by giving tarot readings and Indian cookery lessons and living almost entirely on cheese.

He finally came to the end of the line in Geneva in 1965. With nowhere else to go, he presented himself as destitute to the Indian Consulate, where he and the 63 year old Embassy translator, Valentine De Kerven, struck up a friendship. Valentine gave up her job in order to support UG, and this unusual relationship was to continue until Valentine’s death in 2005.

In 1967 UG underwent his ‘calamity’ – a series of biological changes which left him in the ‘natural state’ – functioning without the unnecessary interference of thought.

For the next 30 years UG and Valentine traveled the world, staying with friends in America, India and Europe. Despite having no fixed address or any organization a steady stream of the curious, confused and bored would seek UG out in order to hear his uncompromising message that ‘mind is a myth’ and the human condition should be demystified and de-psychologized and viewed in purely physiological terms.

Pic from Graphic Novel on UGAs well as telling the life-story of UG, including, for the first time, details of his involvement with the Bollywood starlet Parveen Babi, This Dog Barking presents all of the key concepts in his anti-philosophy, exploring his ideas on the destructive nature of thought, the fallacy of cause and effect and the fundamental role of cultural and social conditioning in what we call our identity.

Nicolas C Grey’s haunting and beautifully detailed drawings capture both the personalities and atmosphere of UG’s life and times, and vividly bring to life his uncompromising, contrary and unbalancing conversational style.

Discomforting, irreverent, intimate and nihilistic, UG’s freewheeling and radical non-teaching undermines the very foundations of human thought, freeing the hearer from illusory goals and ‘the tyranny of knowledge, beauty, goodness, truth and God’.

(1) Nicolas and James have created a crazy Group on Facebook, all crazy nasty things they air and shoot there, in a funny non-serious way as part of this project.
(2) And another part of this mega comic crazy UG project is that they need lot of ‘monetary’ support too for the successful completion and they do need fun(d) raising, and for latest status and stuff of the project, please do visit their another website thisdogbarking.com
(3) You may visit also Nicolas Site
(4) This Dog Barking: on Facebbok

 

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Wipe out all Gods, God men, and Shankaracharyas from the face of the Himalayas

November 7, 2010

The Himalayan SplendourThe snow soaked whitest peaks of the Himalayas are the nature’s splendour and wonder to the eyes of the mankind. The world’s highest peaks, including the Mount Everest (elevation: 29,035.44 ft. / 8,848 m.) and K2 (elevation: 28,251 ft. / 8, 611 m.), are located in the Himalayas mountain range. The deep valleys, the high rise range of infinite view of peaks, the roaring rocks, the lusting lakes, the glowing greens, the flowing, falling lines of whitest water streams, the whitest flower-like showering of the purest snows, the glowing light emanating from the whitest peaks and pits, with an aroma of the chilling but soothing and healing breezes dashing around, are indeed a sight of instant ‘nirvana’ for a tiny man in the Himalayas. Here is the place where he suddenly finds his ‘ego and garbage’ bag suddenly missing from his head at least for a fraction of second.

Recently (during the fourth week of October 2010) we made a voyage and visit to the Himalayas covering Haridwar, Rishikesh, and finally Kedarnath (elevation: 3, 584 m.) and Badrinath (elevation: 3,133 m.) – the much revered holiest pilgrimage places in the Himalayas.

Salute our Holy Sadhus, unlike 5-star gurus!Thanks to modern technology and inroads of well-built tar roads along the sloppy lines of the peaks of the Himalayas, a taxi can take you rounds and rounds up to the point just 14 km away from Kedarnath. From that point you can either walk the 14 km stretch or take a horse ride (horse services available) to reach Kedarnath. One of my friends and me made a ‘sankalp’ (holy determination) to walk both up and down Kedarnath and we did it with all joy and pain. My other friends half way walked and half way took horse riding to reach the place. At the starting Peaks, greens, valleys, water flows: lifepoint of this 14 km stretch there is a place called ‘Gouri Kund’, a natural hot thermal spring lake, where naturally the hot water flows and the pilgrims take a bathing dip in it. We relished our ‘holy dip’ in the flowing hot lake, both while going and returning. This natural hot water has its natural healing and medicinal value, apart from being holy, it is believed. In the vicinity of Badrinath temple also there is a hot thermal spring lake facilitating the pilgrims to take a dip or bath in the holy spring before visiting the temple. (In the belt of the Himalayas, there are quite a good number of these hot thermal lakes located at different points, and incidentally one or the other temples may also be found around there to bless your holy hot dips in the lakes, amidst the biting cold weather surrounding there.)

To reach Badrinath (the abode of Lord Vishnu) is easy, as the taxi can take you directly up to that point, no strenuous walking is needed.

‘God men, Gods, the Holy Shankaracharyas have absolutely nothing to do with the Himalayas there. The snow-clad peaks and the splendours of the Himalayas stand there absolutely bereft of Gods and God men – the stand that is absolutely cute, mute, vibrant, and eternal.’Incidentally on the days of our visit to both Kedarnath (Temple of Lord Shiva) and Badrinath (Abode of Lord Vishnu), we witnessed huge snow falls – a splendid experience. In the night we stayed at Badrinath and when we woke up at 4 in the morning, we could see only snows and whites everywhere up down far near in the entire infinite peak ranges there that our eyes could see and reach. We could see almost 3-4 inches deep layer of snows formed every where around us on things, places and paths there. We played with snow flakes there like kids in the biting morning.

SuloHimaBut all things said and unsaid, I have to make a note from the depth of my core feeling or sense that I felt amidst the Himalayas there that: ‘God men, Gods, the Holy Shankaracharyas have absolutely nothing to do with the Himalayas there. The snow-clad peaks and the splendours of the Himalayas stand there absolutely bereft of Gods and God men – the stand that is absolutely cute, mute, vibrant, and eternal.’

The peaks, the splendours stand there mute!Rather these so called Godly people are a hurdle there. The highest snow-clad peaks and the infinite views of the ranges of the grandeur of the Himalayas are eternally so fresh and full of ‘life’ there. The true liberation of the humanity may occur only when all these holy God men and Shankaracharyas are totally wiped out from the face of the Himalayas. People need to be told as to how to lead a luxurious life, rather than trapping them in the hope of attaining (false) liberation, moksha and such other holy shits.

Random Reading Links:
(1) Himalayas [on wikipedia]
(2) Shri Kedarnath and Shri Badrinath Temples
(3) Haridwar [on wikipedia]
(4) Rishikesh [on wikipedia]


UG: ‘Yes, I shall maintain Sankara was a bastard! Mandukya is shit!’

October 13, 2010

His name was Chakravarti Ananthachar. As his name indicates, he was AdiSankaracharyaborn in a Vaishnava family which followed the tradition of Vishistadvaita (qualified nondualism) taught by Sri Ramanujacharya. Although Mr. Ananantachar was profound scholar in Sankrit grammar and logic and an authority on Ramanajacharya’s philosophy, he was also a great admirer of Sankara and his Advaita philosophy. He lectures on Sankara’s Advaita Vedanta always drew large crowds and earned him a good standing in the spiritual circles of Bangalore. That is how several of my friends got to know of him. Once upon a time, my friend Krishnamurthy was very close to him and was attending his lectures almost every day.

One day in June 1998, our friend Venkata Chalapati spoke about UG to Anantachar describing UG as a “Jivanmukta”. Anantachar was impressed and expressed his interest in meeting UG. But UG dissuaded Venkat Chalapati: “Why do you want to bring him? You say that he is a scholar and professional speaker. Such people have an investment in the tradition they believe in. How can he listen to me?” But Venkat Chalapati’s eagerness prevailed.

At last, on Sunday June 21 1998, Anantachar walked into Major’s Farm house to meet UG. He was accompanied by Venkat Chalapati and Krishnamurthy.

UG respectfully offered a seat next to him on the sofa. Some of us on the floor and some on the available chairs. I wrote down the points of discussion between UG and Anantachar. Here is the text of the conversation that took place on that bright sunny afternoon.

Anantachar introduced himself as a theoretical Vedanta exponent, and a mere speaker and scholar on matters of Vedanta. He started his conversation with UG saying, “Those who are in the highest spiritual state are said to be in possession of several powers.”

UG made no comment.

Anantachar: Don’t you think that through meditation one can achieve great heights in spiritual life?

UG: Meditation should not be given any importance at all. That’s my feeling.

Anantachar: Then what shall we do?

UG: Nothing; do nothing.

Anantachar: [Smiling] In that case everyone becomes a yogi.

UG: I am not a yogi.

Anantachar: Anyway sir, you are a widely travelled person. Don’t you think it is possible to bring out a universal philosophy to end all conflicts?

UG: Universal philosophy as such doesn’t exist except as an idea. That goal has created the actual problem.

Anantachar: Do you mean to say that a universal life doesn’t exist? All the masters of all religions talked of the oneness of life.

UG: You are an expression of that life. The mosquito that is sucking your blood is another expression of that life. The garden slug out there is another expression. The problem is we want to understand life. We try to understand life. We try to understand. That attempt is bound to create conflict.

Anantachar: Advaita Vedanta talks about that life as anivachaniya, indefinable.

UG: In that case, why should they talk about it? [Now UG’s tone got sharper.] If there is anything as the “beyond”, it can never be captured, contained or given expression to. How can they describe it as bliss, beatitude and all that nonsense? If they know that it is anivarchaniya, they should have stopped right there.

Anantachar: As philosophers they wanted to postulate…

UG: What good is that to you sir? Philosophers as I know are lovers of wisdom. That’s what they are. Philosophy only helps to sharpen the intellect.

Anantachar: Sir, how to determine whether a man is wise or not?

UG: You have no way of knowing.

Anantachar: Sankara describes the characteristics of an enlightened man. Even in the Gita it is said…

UG: They are all empty words and empty phrases, sir! They mean nothing. What’s the use of all those words? You haven’t helped you. You are still asking the same question.

Everybody laughs. Anantachar is visibly shaken. He asks for a cup of water and empties two cups, one after the other.]

Anantachar: We have to use words to communicate with each other.

UG: I say and maintain that no communication is possible and none is necessary.

Anantachar: But we have no other way to wisdom.

UG: Why are we not ready to accept that “wisdom” is a real block?

Anantachar looks the people around helplessly. He turns to Venkata Chalapti and says “I can’t understand what he is saying.” He then turns to UG.

Anantachar: You have gone a little above my head. I am not able to follow you. I have worked for several years academically…

UG: But I am an illiterate…

Anantachar: No. No. I can’t agree. You are an enlightened person. Only a few are gifted to be enlightened. An enlightened person is above everything. In my opinion, when a man forgets all his surrounding in the contemplation of the undivided Self, that state, according to Sankara, is the “Brahmi State”. My practice of meditation is very poor. I haven’t done any sadhana. But I want to. I am only a Jnanamaargi.

UG: I am not a scholar like you. But I studied Advaita philosophy. Prof. Mahadevan was our teacher of Advaita philosophy.

Anantachar: Sir, how can we understand the world?

UG: There is no need to understand the world.

Anantachar: Otherwise, how can we be in contact with the world?

UG: Do you think you are really in contact withy anything? Do you think you are looking at that man? Do you think you have ever looked at your wife even once? If you once looked at your wife, that would be the end of the whole relationship. You look at everything through the knowledge you have. It’s the knowledge about the things around that creates the world for you. You can not experience anything that you do not know. In that sense I say and maintain that there is no such thing as new experience at all. How can you have contact with the world?

Anantachar: As long as we breathe and live in this world we keep the contact.

UG: No, on no level can you contact anything.

[Ananatachar was disturbed with the rise in UG’s voice. He became fidgety in his seat next to UG. He asked for more water and Mohan gives him some.]

Mohan: [to Anantachar] Do you accept what he is saying, sir?

UG: How can he say anything? He is not in a position to say.

Anantachar started quoting the Mandukya Upanishad. “There is Para wisdom and there is Apara wisdom. When once you renounce Vritti Gnana, then Swarupa Jnana dawns on you. Ultimately, upasantoyam atma, as the instructions in the Mandukya indicate.”

At this point, UG Gaudapadasuddenly flared up. He burst out saying that Mandukya Upanishad does not even have as much worth as toilet paper. He called Sankara a bastard for writing commentaries on Upanishads. He started his tirade on Gowdapada for writing the karika to Mandukya and called him also a bastard.

This was too much for Anantachar. He started trembling with anger. He could no longer sit in a composed manner. Mohan was trying to calm him down handing him more cups of water. “Drink more water sir, and sit comfortably,” Mohan told him.

Anantachar: [In an agitated voice, looking at the people around]. “This is too much, sir. He uses such uncivilised terminology. How can he call Sankar a bastard? How can an enlightened person use such foul language?”

Then UG again flared up.

UG: Yes, I shall maintain Sankara was a bastard! Mandukya is shit! It is his shit that is coming out of your mouth. What do you have to say? That is my question. Don’t repeat Sankara, Gowdapada and all that nonsense. You are just repeating. A tape recorder does a better job than you. What you say, does it operate in your life? You can teach fools from the platform and make a living. I have no objection. But it has not touched you. How can anybody describe that state a love and bliss? Love divides and separates. There is already division. How can there be love?

Anantachar stood up. He couldn’t take it anymore. He said, “I came here hoping to see an enlightened person. I never expected I would be meeting such a negative person instead.”

UG countered immediately saying, “You came to the wrong man. You can go now.”

Anantachar folded his hands as a mark of respect and walked out of the room.

The above excerpts are sourced from the book:
Stopped in our tracks: UG-anecdotes, comments and reflections (Second series). From the Notebooks of K. Chandrasekhar; translated by J.S.R.L. Narayana Moorty. Bangalore: Firsthand Publications, [2010].


A Cockroach may Reach God

August 11, 2010

Cockroach may approach and reach GodA Cockroach may approach and reach God, but never the man may reach Him.
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Religion and Sermon

July 4, 2010

Religion and Sermon are no less than Poison.
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Height of Discourses

May 15, 2010

WisdomMany of the so called pedantic discourses are mere pediatric shits.
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Height of Wisdom

April 29, 2010

Wisdom is not in the Vedanta shit, but in this very instant moment.
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