Third Eye Vision

Almost forty five minutes after their first cup of tea, Zakari Taniguchi and Fred Mudi are seven dimensions deep and three minor time-anomalies into a psychological and spiritual brainstorm.

"Some of your quotes are in contradiction of one another. How is it that you have now blended at least four distinct and very different religious teachings into this conversation as one? As..." Fred hesitated, "as you sit there in the full garb of a Buddhist Monk? Are you even supposed to blend traditions like that or what?" Fred calmly demanded.

The Monk's eyebrows raised in slight surprise. "I was not speaking to you as a Buddhist Monk. I was speaking to you as my friend. As a veteran and as a philosopher. I could recite Buddhist teachings all day but I don not think that is what you are really wanting to hear; now is it? Besides, just because I have studied and have attained the rank of Buddhist Monk, does not necessarily mean I'm a Buddhist indefinitely. I still keep an open mind. There is so much more to learn yet. There is so much more to integrate still. "

As a response, Fred's left eyebrow contorted upwards as his head shifted down and to the side. He gave his best quizzical look before breaking character. His usual stone-etched face shattered into a wry and devious grin before asking, "Are you just stating that as a probability or are you stating that as a cold, hard fact?"

The Monk was again beaming with that broad and sincere smile of his. "Despite adherence to my mentors and the teachings of Buddha, I have always kept an open mind. Although I put aside all other philosophies and religious doctrines to solely study Buddhism, I've never forgotten the other great religious teachings. Now upon my graduation, my mind will be allowed to again contemplate these other belief systems. My curious spirit and dreaming heart are ravenous for additional topics of study. I fully committed to this school and in less than forty eight hours, my lengthy tenure here finally draws to culmination. I will eagerly take my insights gained and apply them to old and new questions of our past, future and present.

During my first year here, it had been painfully difficult to let any of those subjects go. I was eventually able to solely focus my study on Buddhism. After all these years, my time and mind are free of those stringent tenets. I'll now have no other obligations to interfere with new studies. And so will begin my integration of other interesting data-sets into my overall worldview. Old world and new. Although in my official capacity of 'Monk' I would never teach anything other than Buddhism. But it's just you Mudi! I assumed I was allowed to speak freely here? We can talk about anything without fear of judgment or persecution... right?"

Mudi smiled a rare and reassuring smile. "Of course brother. We still have the First Amendment...I think. So I'm right there with you. Well, at least in the open mind department. Just not sure if I could handle five years of bean curd, bad incense and boring meditation. I honestly don't know how you did it. That is either extreme discipline or a self imposed form of retardation." Fred smirked. "I think I would need a little more action in my life." Fred highlighted the last sentence with a knowing wink.

"Still juvenile and animalistic I see. You know Mudi, carnal desires and sexual pleasures are on the low end of the human energetic scales Don't you?" asked the Monk.

"You mean fucking?" Fred queried. "Maybe. If you're just trying to bust a quick one. But what about love making? Isn't that one of the highest forms of soul energy? I repeatedly have read that several cultures consider sexual energy is precisely what attracts new souls to incarnate here? Or is that just a chemical reaction and human biology? As far as I can recall, Love is the strongest of all energies in life. Even the darkest of occult practices teach this. In nearly all religions that I have read about! So why degrade such a highly beautiful thing to the lowest possible denominator?"

Zakari's face quickly fell cold as he sternly spoke, "Oh you mean those same energies of lust, jealousy, and perverse passions? That is far from love. Just try to imagine how many bar fights have been started over the affections of some woman. Now imagine how many wars may have been started over this same thing? I can immediately think of four wars started this way but I'm sure there are many more (annotated or not). The energies of lust, desire and carnal passions are very powerful. Very powerful indeed, yet these energies are primal. Those energies are chiefly rooted in the reptile section of the human brain and the least of all the chakras. Fight or Flight? Sleep or Rest? Eat or Drink?" The Monk's voice dropped to a whisper as he hunched, leaning in closer to Fred. "Fuck and Chuck?"

Although Fred was almost never embarrassed by a persons choice of vocabulary, he seemed uneasy at hearing the Monk drop the F-bomb; even if it was his old battle buddy. It seemed wrong hearing a Monk use a "curse" word. But hey, who was Fred to decline this Monk his First Amendment? A right that he and Fred had both sworn to defend? He silently passed on chastising or interjecting.

Zakari noted the consent to continue speaking, "The human spirit, or soul comes from a higher dimension. You just mentioned this idea when speaking of the manifestation of human babies. The spirit is simply borrowing, or driving the flesh-pack you call a body. With this concept in mind, please tell me where you think this thing we call "Love" originates from?"

Fred sat back, resting both his hands behind him. He let a blast of emotional energy go out of his chest. Energy still bottled up and compressed from a previously failed relationship. Just one of many really. He sighed and dropped his eyes as he refocused on the question,

"That's easy." said Fred. "Love originates in the Heart. Maybe Love manifest in the spirit itself?"

Slightly changing the subject, "Do you understand how an orgasm really works?" the Monk asked.

The priceless and confused look on Fred's face could have derailed most any speakers concentration, Gooch remained composed and rather stoic. But Fred was feeling a bit too snarky. He had to say it. If only because Gooch had left that window wide open for a wisecrack. "Yeah, I catch a hot bird with a great set of hips and tits, the proud and noble dragon rises to attention and the rest of the story requires some safety goggles and a mop." Fred cooley jested.

Although Fred was thoroughly amused with himself and his witty banter, he found himself deflated of all his stand-up comedian aspirations almost immediately. Gooch didn't even flinch at that comment! Did he miss it? Was he having a bad day? Maybe Gooch was just being uptight? Or was it some "holier-than-thou" attitude he had adopted? Had the Monks brainwashed him? Fred was now doubly curious on where this Monk was going with the conversation. As if he would hear more clearly, Fred leaned in closer towards Taniguci. He stopped grinning, clasped his hands in front of him and put on his best "I'm listening" face. His expression as studious as he could muster.

Zakari's voice was soft yet authoritative, "It has been known for millennia by tribal women and the ancient medicine men of the worlds oldest cultures. Only now it seems that Western science is presently catching-up. Modern scientists are confirming much of what the ancient wismen and wise-women of yesteryear had shared with the early European and American explorers. It seems that you, Mudi, believe that an orgasm is a product of purely physical contact? Is this deduction correct?"

Fred sat up, itching at the back of his head. He was thinking it over and was becoming more confused by the second. "Um, Well, um, jeez... gimmie a break Gooch! My dick definitely doesn't just suck itself into a rip-roaring climax! What the hell are you going on about? Don't tell me you can literally Jedi-Mindfuck yourself?"

Zak released the tension in his expression as he again smiled at Fred, "Precisely that."

"Dude what? Get the fuck out man! No way!" Fred squirmed atop his perch on the bolder. He wanted to stand in an act of defiance at Gooch's statement. After a quick look down to the jagged rocks below, he thought better of it and remained seated. Still visibly shaken by his denial and total dismay, Fred slipped a comment in before the Monk could speak again.

"No way Gooch. You can't just wish an ejaculation into fruition... otherwise... otherwise us guys would be doing it all the time! We'd never leave the couch! It would be the first big secret learned and tested after the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus!" Fred's hands began expressing his words as he lowered his tone of voice. He almost sounded as if he was actually narrating some paranormal ghost documentary, "Prepubescent boys would have kept hearing dark and strangely hushed rumors. Their elders would tease, warning them about some dangerous, mysterious and legendary superpower. By middleschool, a chance stop by the pisser results in overhearing adolescent boys talking about going blind if you thought about boobs for too long! We'd all be jizzing at will, all the time! We probably would have never invented pants. I'm calling bullshit! Forgetaboutit!" Fred threw his hands up, waving them at Zakari dismissively.

"What happened to an open mind?" the Monk asked of Fred. "What I say is not only true, it is a brand new category of western science. The phenomenon of Non-Physical Orgasm is currently under study by multiple universities throughout the world. Although the female orgasm is still somewhat a mystery to Western science, records and studies have substantiated these claims of thinking one's self into climax. Although not fully understood yet, the studies and physicians generally agree that the phenomenon is originated, triggered and executed by thoughts alone! A total neurological process. Your theory of "touch-only" orgasm is seriously outdated my old friend. Read up. Get the download. Virus free. Update and Patch your old memory. File name:'Orgasm 2.0' Mission Codename: 'Mindgasms'." Partially joked Gooch.

Fred was shaking his head in disbelief, yet he knew that Taniguchi was a very honest man. Gooch was serious and Fred's head was swimming in new input that was transferring positions as he recalculated. He was momentarily still. He tried to imagine how that would even be possible? He laughed out loud at his next computation. He thought of how much money he would have saved with this knowledge decades before?

Taniguchi never failed to impress. He might have had a few slow or quite days, but give Gooch enough time and he would nuke your mindscape eventually. He was skilled at dropping knowledge on the unsuspecting and was a professional at rearranging a motherfuckers whole perspective on shit. Fred was inspired by learning new and useful information.

Zak shook his head disapprovingly. "We both have spent much time and money in pursuit of the carnal. Between the drama and broken hearts, I'd say that we both have been mislead by what love is supposed to mean. The point is Fred, that the mind is over the flesh. We tend to think of flesh over mind, more importantly the heart. This carnal indulgence is actually a weight on the heart and subconscious. Carnal actions turn down the energetic scale, making true love a shadow of itself. Heart and mind, not flesh and groin."

Although a valid point, Fred shook his head saying, "Remind me to never take you on another pub-crawl."

There was a long moment of silence between them. Zakari Taniguchi spoke as if he was far, far away.

"Simply put Mudi, your compassion for the fate of others has jaded and is found wanting. You are an intelligent man but have been fooled by your own over-analytical reasoning. Add to this your spirit has been forcibly strewn in multiple directions. Your disorientation is apparent. As a consequence, a rift in your morality compass has lead you astray. It seems your mind is in the midst of a magnetic pole shift. Your heart is suffering perturbations from your dark orbital consciousness. You have shifted center mass and now gravitate towards a catastrophic collision. Although you are moving, you are moving in circles. Like a broken record caught in the groove, or a dog chasing its tail. Concentric circles may look attractive to the eye but to the mind and body, they are nothing more than a pretty rut leading to nowhere.
Bring your consciousness up and out of the two-dimensional plane! Replace the black and white lenses you have been viewing the world through and realize that the Earth is not a composite shade of gray. The world is better understood in the full spectrum of light. Obstacles of the spirit, heart and mind cast dark shadows. The third-dimension will then come into focus unveiling the launching point for even higher states of perspective. The Universe, as I'm sure you are aware, is actually a multiverse. It is better viewed with your third eye using a multi-dimensional kaleidoscope of crystal prisms. Let your desire for the material and carnal go, then weightless, you will rise from the primordial muck."

Fred eyes closed as he dropped his head slightly forward. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.