Paradise View of the
Demon Realms
Unenlightened Bardo Realms

Demons even call the enslavement of terrified beings - whose unavoidable destinies are to further fatten the demons’ stomachs – a noble pastoral enterprise, as they destroy Paradise to fatten their herds and turn fertile lands full of diverse life-forms into the barren wastelands of the Demon Realms. The rest of their food is tainted, half-rotted and often entirely contrived from waste products and toxic chemicals.
In the Demon Realms there is no clean fresh water. The demons add poisons to it before they drink it and swim in chemical-laden water laced with their own urine and excrement.
In the Demon Realms there is neither silence nor peace. Noise envelopes them in its numbing cocoon and their time is crammed full with needless stress and pointless but destructive activity. They never have enough time to really reflect on their existence or have a chance of changing it. Their overloaded senses become dulled and jaded and the demons crave ever more empty diversions and entertainments with ever-escalating levels of death, violence and other vivid passions.
In the Demon Realms there is no object or living thing that hasn’t been placed there by demons. They all live inside the concretised manifestations of their demonic minds, never seeing anything created and planted by Nature. Everything they see, hear, smell, taste or touch has been placed there by other demons.
In the Demon Realms they breathe smoke, poisons and fumes in an all-pervasive translucent cloud of sulfurous brimstone. They heat and chill the air with infernal machines that add toxic chemicals and poisonous vapours to their atmospheres, powered by machinery that poisons their air all the more. The more cunning demons blow hot, dead air and smoke out of their edifices, into the lungs of those who cannot afford to do the same to them.
The demons see the world as their oyster – not as a priceless pearl – and say it is their right to destroy the beauty and bounty of nature – which they call ‘resources’. They expand the Demon Realms into the shrinking sanctuaries of Paradise with their endless rapacious activity. They believe that might makes right and that those with glittering metal deserve to rule and devour whatever they will. They believe that the demon with the biggest gun has the inherent right to all power. They believe that God is on their side when they slaughter each other.
In the Demon Realms the chief demons make continual war on each other to keep their demonic forces well entrained to be able to wage more war, terror and death. The tribal demons fight for illusory symbols of flags and totems, to give them the power to release their hidden fears, bigotries and hatreds.
In the Demon Realms no-one can trade or participate in life without using imaginary symbols of Power inscribed on paper, metal or congealed oil. Their emperor has no clothes but it’s mandatory to praise his glittering raiment.
In the Demon Realms everything not forbidden soon becomes compulsory.
In the Demon Realms everyone is ill and delusional, out of touch with Nature and their own true natures. Most demons inexorably kill themselves with their daily suicidal behaviour and rarely live more than a single century.
In the Demon Realms there are a few angels working to save Paradise and help elevate all beings with their true potential.
They need YOU. Follow the rainbow – to the Green middle path!
Today; a silver perch leaping from the stream, over and over, following a dragonfly as it leapt from its element in pursuit of known unknowns. A grey falcon swoops on the flock of guinea fowl and the peacocks ruffle their feathers. Black cockatoos greet the coming storm with loud articulate screeches that carry sentences of meaning with every second’s squawk. We move timber and stone, soil and sand – and an old cast iron bathtub. A logger comes to see if there are and cheap trees for sale.
A few more trees go into the ground.
“See that mirror surface?” I say to Dave as we rest for a few minutes beneath the reforming rainforest canopy. The deep pool has stilled as the storm bird begins its escalating cry. “See that meniscus forming on the surface like a lens?”
“Sure,” Dave replies. “Just like a slightly curved mirror.”
“The water’s literally bulging upward toward the waters above – it’s an electrical phenomenon if you like, as the water strains to make contact with itself. It’s a fairly certain sign that we’re about to have a thunderstorm…” A few ripples begin to form on the still surface. “Are they falling up, do you suppose?”
The lightning arrives thirty seconds later. - R.A.
from the Her(m)etic Hermit
see - Eyemage
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Just wanted to let you know I enjoy your site and find it inspiring, but
being gay and having to go through years of self-examination and illusion
to come the realization that I am a being created just as I was and for a
purpose, makes me wonder why you use labels such as Demons, so much. Labels
were just one of the things that held me back for so long in my spiritual
quest to find myself. I just think perhaps people could handle your
message a bit more if you didn't make it seem so "us against them". By the
way this was my initial impression, and I may learn more about your way of
writing and communicating a bit more. First impressions are important, and
thats why I'm sending this, not to be critical. Good luck to you and your
endeavors and efforts, the earth knows how you are caring, and I'm sure she
is and will return the same Love to you.
Thanks for your insightful comment. There are a number of answers to your
semi-query. On the one hand, an outsider's view of most current human
(domesticated primate) behaviour is very different to the view the primates
hold of themselves. To all the animals unnecessarily slaughtered and eaten,
for instance, humanity is largely composed of immoral or amoral demons.
The view of many schools of Buddhism involves an awareness of the illusory
nature of reality. Is this an illusory Bardo realm or 'solid reality'? Are
the unenlightened habits of this fear-spawned primate species anything to
inspire faith in our inate divine nature? Is not almost all our collective
behaviour inimical to life and love itself?
Are we suspended between the divine and the demonic or the demonic and the
animal? If we walk and talk like ducks we'll probably (and deservedly) be
mistaken for ducks.
The Man (De Mon) is The Problem - not the compassionate segments of
Humanity. In case you hadn't noticed, De Mon IS DESTROYING THIS PLANETARY
ECOSYSTEM. This feudal gangster-dominated paradigm is actually horrific -
in case you need to be informed.
Here in the rainforest, where we have to fend off the depradations of the
ignorant all the time, Paradise is ever under threat from ill-willed meat
eaters and gun-toting savages. We can do far better.
Let's make a better millennium - by creating a better WE!
PS - free homes available here in paradise for the ecologically aware.