Article 10, July 1st 2012 AJN/RFB
Paragons that formed my Life
Torn between religious and philosophical systems, which's programs correspond to other societies andcultures and therefore to another human way of thinking, man today rambles aimlessly about, drivenby an evolutionary power within.This force, not only making man follow one's demand
, but also the demand
, is the re-flection of another dimension, hidden in oneself. Albeit there have always been manifold influences that man has been subject to for hundreds of years, there is still a place inside, even in modern man, where the memory of a possible developmentof the conscious lies untouched.This simple chance alone gives his existence purpose and builds his greatness. As I write about the paragons of my life, I write about these persons, and those influences, havingformed my taste in that direction. At first I would like to put my family, especially my grandmother from the father's side, descendedfrom an old noble lineage, which used to pass on a certain knowledge. At the age of 10, I got in contact with Karate. Before that I had two years of experience in Judo. I of course watched the films of Bruce Lee and basically wanted to learn what he did. As there were nopossibilities for that, I began studying Karate, and it henceforth formed my youth. Wado-Ryo at first,under one of Shibamori-Sensei's pupils. Then Shotokan-Karate, under one of Kawasoi-Sensei's pupils,where I also got the chance to get to know Sensei Kanazawa on a seminar, who impressed me deeplywith his natural and simple way. And finally there also was the practice in an Okinawa GoJu-Ryu relat-ed style.Through the Karate I began to occupy myself quite a bit with the Japanese Zen. Here especially withthe Soto-Zen by Taisen Deshimaru Roshi, attracting me by it's simplicity at the time. The path towardsKendo and Aikido is not far from here. A second thing, that brought me in contact with people, was my passion for history, in connectionwith philosophy and secret societies in that context. Through a friend, whom's family was rooteddeeply in free mason circles, I got into contact with the Rosenkreuzers, and within their circles withthe Martinists. From these contacts grew my deep affection for France. I began to engage with thephilosophies of Blavatsky, Levi and Crowley.I began asking myself at the time, what might be the source of these implementations. At the time I asked myself "What are the forces of insistence in a human, that resist any change of consciousness and circumstances thus persistently?"One day I came to find the book "
In Search of the Miraculous: Fragments of an Unknown Teaching"
by P.D. Ouspensky. I started reading in it and every line was like a revelation. It is not a simple book.The "Miraculous" is surprisingly enough described rather objectively. But exactly that sober style helda strange kind of fascination, charm on me.Ouspensky describes in this book the teachings of a Caucasian Greek, who through a newspaper noteon a ballet scenario with the title "Struggle of the Magicians" called attention. The year was 1915 andthe First World War had just begun. Ouspensky, a journalist and mathematician, who had already