A flawless warrior has nothing of a clean beating on him. They do not evolve in the same environment. The beating is plunged to the neck in the material world, the beating asserts itself at the expense of others, he fights for the one who pays him. The warrior here is fighting only with himself, his fight is already victory, his goal is his way.
But what is an impeccable warrior? Juan Matus, the benefactor and initiator of Carlos Castaneda, gives us a succinct and terrible definition. To be impeccable is to trust your personal power. “A warrior acts like he knows what to do, when in reality he doesn’t know,” Juan Matus said.
He repeats it several times so that Carlos will remember. And he adds: “A warrior is impeccable if he has confidence in his personal power, whether insignificant or considerable.” (source)Carlos Castaneda, Journey to Ixtlan Everything is said. Your impeccability is called self-confidence. What self? Don’t trust your shitty ego: the faster it dies, the better you’ll live. Trust in your higher self, your etheric double, your soul, your inner god, the holy spirit, your guardian angel or whatever name you give yourself.
The egoic escalation
“You must be, you, an impeccable warrior, the fight is there, exactly: in your chest (source)Carlos Castaneda, The Second Ring of Power.” This is the recommendation of the old Juan Matus to his pupil, Carlos Castaneda. It is valid for anyone seeking control of their emotions that leads to awakening. We are all concerned. We have no time to lose with petty, petty fighting. And yet these squabbles poison the lives of most couples, straight or gay.
As long as the ego has not let go, the love lasts three years. Barely ! Yet when a love begins, we would like it to last forever, braving boredom and skirmishes. But there is no paradise on earth since a few eons. Like it or not, we are stuck in an implacable behavior pattern. At the slightest annoyance, we make the mouth, we groan, we sulk, it slips, we berate, the tone goes up, we scream or we fool, depending on the degree of control and / or alcohol. In this phase of life, it is almost impossible to elevate the debate. In spite of the good resolutions taken at two after each algarade, the same causes will produce the same effects. The egoic escalation will begin again; the cute and gentile lovers will return to what they never ceased to be: two furious cocks fighting under the cries of punters.
It eats time and energy. It’s unproductive, exhausting, useless. “We need all the time and all the energy we have to fight the idiocy in us, and that’s what counts, the rest does not matter (source)Carlos Castaneda, The Second Ring of Power.”
Kill the idiocy in us, tough fight! Mater the ego that takes itself for the boss, first victory. “The war, for a warrior, is the total struggle against the individual self that has deprived man of his power (source)Carlos Castaneda, The Power of Silence.” What is the definition of jihad, the holy war advocated by the Koran. It is certainly not about fighting against other brothers, we are all brothers and sisters before the eternal source. It is a question of fighting against the only worthy enemy: the one who lodges in your heart. Your worst enemy is you, the you subordinate to the ego, the little master, the dominant pug, the beast who devours light and love.
“It is the position of the assemblage point that has made the modern man a homicidal egotist, a being totally absorbed by his own image. “Having lost the hope of never returning to the universal source, the human seeks the comfort in self sense of identity (source)Carlos Castaneda, The Power of Silence.” The fault to Descartes. His crappy cogito founded wisdom on thought – so on the cult of the ego. Cogito ergo sum: I think so I am, which is reduced to me so I. Descartes did not feel the trap. He thought we were going into the sterile world of reason, he had forgotten that we were there already from ancient Greece. Thinking is not the way to know the world, let alone to know oneself. Thought has only one consequence: to strengthen the ego, to exacerbate the dominant self.
To reinforce this delicious sense of identity – so comforting, but so sterile – modern man has managed to fix his assemblage point on the exact position that allows him to perpetuate his own image (source)Carlos Castaneda, The Power of Silence.” And he can at once mimic himself, smugly, in the mirror of self-contemplation. This mirror that one has to break in order to progress towards the summit of oneself, to find being. “Any distance from the point of assembly from its usual position results in a distance from the self-contemplation of man and his corollary: sufficiency (source)Carlos Castaneda, The Power of Silence. “
Yes, sufficiency. That is not pride, not pride, the self-esteem which is devoid of nobility, which has no excuse, and which is unbearable for everyone. Sufficiency, which is a trap that one tends to oneself. “Don Juan described sufficiency as the force generated by one’s self-image, and he repeated that it is this force that keeps the assemblage point fixed where it is at present. for that the goal of the path of the warrior is to dethrone the sufficiency (source)Carlos Castaneda, The Power of Silence.”
Sufficiency is nothing but disguised self-pity. “Self-pity is the real inner enemy, it is the source of man’s unhappiness, and without a certain degree of self-pity, man could not afford to be so self-sufficient. that it is … (…) By moving our assembly bridge away from its usual position, we reach a state that can only be qualified by the term implacability. (…) For a sorcerer , implacability is not cruelty, implacability is the opposite of self-pity and sufficiency, implacability is sobriety (source)Carlos Castaneda, The Power of Silence.”