Introduction The Temple of Paradise Trilogy
The Temple Primer In Development
Word from the Author
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Who is the Trilogy for
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How it is Organized
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What the Trilogy is
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How to Use the Trilogy
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Notes on Transcription
Essential Insights In Development
The Rythm of Life
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Multiple Realities
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The Great Divide
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The Politics of Religion
Word from the Author My path since childhood has been marked by an unequivocal
surrender to pleasure. Not always the sure bet that it might seem. The guises of pleasure are many and often lead to the stinging reality, of empty fulfillment. The sting or dissatisfaction is not emptiness itself. It is instead, holding on to habits addictions and preconceived notions, holding on against the current of change. Pleasure can be reached in many ways, yet when accepted simply as pleasure, as the gift of being alive, it can be realized as the changeless centre of peaceful bliss. As a rebel with a zeal for excitement, I wandered through all the lands of gratification, and as such, never found a place in the predominately Christian world to which I was born and bred. Even though I wasn’t religious in the conventional sense, I had a natural respect for the source of life, whom I knew as god. However, no matter what religious service I took part in, they all seemed full of the same righteous hypocrisy that no one ever mentioned, but that I couldn’t deny. My deepest questions about the meaning of life: “Where did I come from?”, “Why was I born” and “Who is God?”—were authoritatively dismissed with something like: “Just listen to the word of god”. Dogma never provided an answer I could trust and soured my experience of religion. In fact, the psychic tendencies with which I was gifted, were unexplainable and considered devilish. To shed this conditioning, I had to ‘run from safety’, face my fears and put all moral restriction aside. The conflicts, questions and confusion that ensued, I just let be. In time, I discovered that answers would eventually appear, out of the chaotic throes of my growth. I was enticed by the canvas of possibility that was primed and ready to be painted with the heavy strokes of experience. My choice as an adolescent was to go against the cowardly shaking of my legs and palpitating heart and leave the world I had known. I ran away from home and courted a world of delinquency. I was gifted with a knack of being able to do just about anything I wanted. Unfortunately, my desires were that of a mischievous child let loose to fulfil every whim. Alone on the road of social exile, I lived from crash-pad to party chasing the vices of pleasure. In this low echelon of existence, I witnessed the underworld’s forces at work. The substrata beneath the apparent world was where my most vivid, challenging and meaningful insights were discovered.
I wandered about perpetually on the brink of tribulation. Making matters worse, was a propensity to land in one eerie house after another. Wherever I stayed strange phenomena and haunting events occured. Synchronicity revealed each new friend and lover as a part of the mysterious web that surrounded me. With my beliefs anchored in Christian lore and armed with courage and naivety, I did the only thing I could imagine and battled the underworld forces. Trial and error with a smidgin of ‘Christo-pagan’ superstition brought me some success and more than a few close calls. Nasty spirits appear in many forms; emotionally they are characterized by fear, addiction, jealousy, indulgence and the like. No matter how far I ran or what substance I took refuge in, I could not get away from the sound of that clear voice within. With a forlorn and spooky streak of ominous happenings it forced me to read between the lines, to look for the script behind the obvious. Even though this was often disconcerting without my inner voice I would have never been able to measure truth and validity from the wild tangle of experience. I had no appreciation of karma which at the time I thought was maybe something that may occur in the next life, if there was one. Little did I realize that karma is one of the main currents that dictates the flavour of each moment in destiny. After many adventures and a slew of odd jobs, I ended up a minor, working illegally in night clubs. This environment lent itself well to my promiscuity and love of intoxication. My gifts remained intact and if anything became more potent. From many raw challenges and confrontations with the faces of darkness, my inner power grew and so did my youthful arrogance. It was pride that convinced me that I could dispel even the densest evil. But my spiritual flashlight wasn’t omnipotent and was at times utterly useless in the black hole in which I voyaged. Eventually I realized that fighting wasn’t the answer; even the devils have a place in the great plan. Deviant emotions can be employed to serve truth and wisdom, if but only as a counter balance. By the ripe old age of twenty, I was designing and operating nightclubs. I believe this early success was fuelled by the great pleasure I found in serving and contributing to the joy of others. Even though I felt accomplished and lived comfortably I noticed that my relationships had grown shallow. I had to admit that they lacked the ‘realness’ and sharing that I needed. It dawned on me that perhaps my own relations were ephemeral and unfulfilled, because they reflected the kind of enjoyment that I was ‘selling’ to
others. My affiliation with some of the most successful people in the entertainment industry made it clear that I did not want my life to resemble theirs. My focus changed and so did my life. Around this time I was introduced to Tantra (See Box). It sparked my interest and after a little research I became fascinated. Tantra and its Shivaite counterpart in many ways introduced me to myself. However even transliterations of tantric works are riddled with Sanskrit terms. Initially this was a frustrating hindrance, but with time, a language that reconciled my beliefs and experience began to flower in my mind. Sanskrit named and described things that I felt, yet had no words to express. Until then, a vast majority of my realizations, feelings and experience were outside my belief system and far beyond the limits of my comprehension. Tantra explained that my strange experience of life was common for sages and initiates. I was no longer an outcast or just a lone freak with some extraordinary talents. I discovered the great lineage of wisdom, beauty and joy whose child I truly was. The heights that I ventured to and the tragedies that I weathered are described as part of an age old tradition of initiation, the ancient way of the Tantric-Shivaite-Shaman. I left the nightclub scene, only partially, and began orchestrating party-like ceremonies. The party-biz of the ceremonies quickly transformed into truly magical happenings. Parties are really secular ceremonies and why settle for second best. I organized celebrations on each new and full moon. These experiences were the iron against which I was forged. Each one carried a lesson, another way to focus and guide energy. Unlike my earlier mayhem, I was now conscious and the range of my responsibility had broadened. The dynamics of a single ceremony were so rich that it felt like they encompassed not one but many life times. For every great ceremony and for each triumph there were numerous agonies and defeats. Ceremonies strip one to the barest essentials and purify one’s innermost self. It took years to clean the slate of my own karma and conditioning. I then found a long ancestral line awaiting the same purging. I believe that ceremony is where we as individuals actually experience evolution of the species. All religions hold part of the truth but no one religion owns the whole truth. The original religion was like a great cosmic mirror that reflected the divine totality of creation. The mirror cracked and
its pieces scattered to different lands and people. Each fragment became a religion that reflected part of this entirety. The quest of joy that initially motivated me is no longer the far side of happiness which must somewhere, somehow, be balanced by sadness. The quest instead is the trusting, joyous surrender of a devotee to the will of God. This book is the fruit of my surrender. In writing it the life of millennia swelled within my body and surged forth from the tip of my pen. It is more than I ever thought it could be and a timely offering to a culture that is in need of re-awakening. A friend, who is a child psychiatrist, once asked what I thought the answer was for people today. I replied by asking what it was that he did for his patients. He confessed that all he could really do was help them with their addictions and give them a place to be themselves. The “Temple of Paradise” goes further; in giving testament to the root tradition of wisdom that appears in and through all the religions in the world. It opens a way towards self mastery and heals the breach between mind and belief. I have much more to discover and this is still very much a work in progress but I am delighted that it is finally in good enough shape to share it with you. I hope that we can unite in wisdom and together rediscover Paradise on Earth.
“Tantra has many strands; its attributes are legendary, mystical, spiritual, psychological, historic, scientific, metaphoric and universal. Tantra has become somewhat of a generic term applied to a number of lineages and sects. The Tantras are actually a group of sacred works written as a dialogue between Siva and Shakti. The “Tantras” reveal the laws and rites applicable to the present era. They are written from a view that entertains a different kind of morale, one that finds beauty, sanctity and bliss in the union of man and woman. Sex is where the un-embodied comes into being. It is the magical chasm uniting Creation with the Uncreate and as such, it is close to the underlying matrix of all things. The Tantras were originally encoded and have suffered great disfigurement at the hands of zeolus fanatics and military minded victorians who first began translating them. Although often misrepresented and confused, the Tantras undoubtedly represent the world’s most refined form of ecstatic Shamanism.”
Who is the Trilogy for? The “Temple of Paradise” is for anyone interested in discovering
the immaculate formula, the sacred plan, that is hidden behind the facade of tradition. It is not a religious book but one that explores the secret power of unbiased spirituality. Its aim is to help heal religious conflict, inspire harmony and rediscover lost knowledge. It offers something to every one from the artist to the intellectual. It is geared towards people on a quest for greater meaning, satisfaction and empowerment. It is a gift to the spiritually aware. It offers an elegant and refined mediation practise never before While drawing deeply from the well of revealed. The academically minded wisdom and the time worn annals of will appreciate the subtleties of its tradition, the “Temple of Paradise” pridepth, clarity and far reaching rami- marily arose from the chaotic abyss fications. It is a robust offering on of Revelation. With a sense of doubtless recognition it shatters the limits the table of those whose hunger of logic to bring wisdom alive. It traces has not been satisfied by religious belief to its source and penetrates dogma. Others will enjoy it as a even the most elusive of mysteries. fresh revivification of philosophy. But most of all it will fill an important place in the lives of those who seek a balance between heart and mind, belief and knowledge, between the intellect and intuition. Although the “Temple of Paradise" represents a level of knowledge that traditionally required initiation, it presents in a way that is self explanatory. Some of the areas that it covers like sacred geometry, architecture and linguistics may be somewhat challenging to the casual reader. Even so it has been written informally so that the material comes alive in the readers mind. It is my intension to invoke an experience of knowledge in your life.
How it is Organized The three books of the Temple of Paradise Trilogy are:
Book One: The Flower of Bliss
Book Two: The Code of Creation
Book Three: The Oracle of Revelation
Book One: The Flower of Bliss (not
complete)
The Flower of Bliss pierces the veil of misconception with stunning insight and promises to delivers you to a place of fascinating discovery. The spiritual topology that underlies the traditions of man are explored in ways as never before. The first chapter in the Flower of Bliss, The Temple’s Mystic Roots, is divided into sub sections. This chapter describes how the Temple of Paradise evolved from a rather cryptic translation of a Buddhist treaties called the King of Wisdom Mantras. Concepts of time and space are blended into the geometric topology of the mandala. It introduces the reader to the Sri New Jerusalem Magnesia yantra (Sri NJ Mag) and compares it to the Kala Chakra Tantra. The chapter further explores the basic elements of a spiritual practise, like purification, consecration and the art of concentration. It encapsulates what may be called sacred science and introduces the concept of spiritual technology. It reveals a rich and exciting view of the world. The Second chapter hrough the lens of legend, religion and life itself, take on new significants. It explores sacred tradition and symbolic thought and is divided into three main sections. The Temples Mystic Roots, the first chapter in Part 1 describes where the “ Temple of Paradise” trilogy came from and how it came to be. It explores the Tantric systems from which the trilogy has flowered. Touching on the mantric elements of sound it enters into the sacred mandala and uncovers the alphabet of form. The legend of Paradise is remembered and Part 2 introduces the Sri Yantra. Part 3 Book Two The second book “The Code of Creation” (Sri Logos) reveals for the first time in millennia, the visual-phonetic formula of the pre-Babel language. This code of sounds, images and meaning