Karl Renz

The Song of Irrelevance (eBook, ePUB)

• Format: ePub

Produktbeschreibung

'Extreme' that's how seasoned Advaita buffs would term the Karl Renz brand of Advaita, suggesting compromise as an option. However the option of compromising or not itself gets burnt out in the untamed fire of Karl's living words.

'I would rather kill myself than bullshit myself,' says Karl, scoffing at requests to be 'nice' or 'accommodating' to listeners gasping for survival. By neither confirming nor destroying core ideas of mind, no-mind, presence, absence, real, unreal, he ends up mesmerising the intellect. 'Oxy-moron' Karl merrily hums his song of irrelevance without intention of teaching, sharing or clarifying whatever. Care-freeness itself in action.

Paradoxes unlimited, neti-neti: negation-negation, then negation of the negator and finally negation of negation itself. In that, there is no 'finally'. This seemingly is the melody of Karl's 'Song of Irrelevance - meditation of what you are'.

I don't talk to 'you', he says. Relevance seekers can eat their hearts out. Irrelevance of irrelevance pervades here with the flavourless flavour of nobody needing to grasp anything! And the effect? Smiles and chuckles unlimited!

Welcome to this menu of 'indigestible' talks an assortment of talks from Coimbatore, India and Koh Samui, Thailand. You may savour them, even chew on them, but digesting them could be hazardous.... they could well end up digesting you!

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Karl Renz
• Erscheinungstermin: 30. März 2015
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9789382788201
• Artikelnr.: 48311073

Autorenporträt

Karl Renz was born in Germany in 1953, and, after some years of rather unorthodox "seeking" (including time spent in Mexico looking for Don Juan), experienced an Awakening in the late 1970s. He travels around the world talking about, well, what can't be talked about -- and does pretty well at it. He's visited Santa Fe each fall the last five years or so, offering evening "Self-Talks" ("the self talking to the self", as he puts it) at the home of a friend.