Reviving a 2003 Rant on Pseudo-Advaita

Thought I posted this here a few days ago, but where is it?
I've had this rant up on my website for a while, but just today
posted it to http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Way-of-Light/

The Advaita Merry-Go-Round 3-2-03

The whole ever-recurring put-down by the Neti-Neti Advaita Knitting Society of any re-entry 'vehicles' into The Manifest, (once essential Nothingness has dissolved us, and we seek no more, and the light dawns that Nothing needs to be 'done' or 'undone' or 'understood' or 'realized'), begs at least one basic important consideration.
This consideration can be studied at almost mind-numbing length in the writings of Sri Aurobindo, who covers 'Her Descent' in "The Synthesis of Yoga," more directly in "Savitri" and to the point of intellectual pain in "The Life Divine." But however much these books may overdevelop the basic details, the fact remains that SOMEONE is manifesting. And She who manifests first is, of course naturally, Aditi, Parvati, The Divine Mother, The Blessed One, The Beloved, Kali, Isis, Ah-Unh. or whatever gracious name you wish to use to evoke the Mother Creator of Everwhere. I like to call her "Great-to-the-tenth-power Grandma Hattie," although I worry a little that it may seem disrespectful. But it does at least cover all eleven dimensions of Her Manifest-station.
Your Sedate Zerotudiness can sit in a puddle of nothingness forever and wait until She comes along and changes your diaper. Or you can help Her out by wiping your own metaphorical ass, getting off and/or on it as you prefer ('Yee-haw!') and riding out to tilt at some of the very prominent windmills that are cropping up like poisonous toadstools everywhere. (Who is talking?)
There's nothing G10-Grandma Hattie loves more than a good adventure yarn with EVIL _almost_ winning out before all her little heroes come riding over the ridge on their Mad Max steeds-of-preference (ass, donkey, caballo, Rocinante, various flavors of vehicles) as the Kosmic Kavalry charge, to PEACE on all those slimy toadie types who think they're entitled to gobble up all the ________ (fill in the blank with your own goody-of- choice.)
It's all just their Goddess-thirst anyway, so fill-em-up with high-octane bliss out of your hose/sprinkler/soaker/ light sword/asspergillum of choice until their bliss-tolerance capacitors pop their buttons like those temperature gauges they put in Safeway turkeys. Is little Georgie W. done yet (soak-soak)? He's getting sort of soggy and smiley, so put him down for a little nappy-nap.
Ultimately, whatever it is that realizes its basic nothingness must re-manifest again as SHE. Or, at the very very least, 'on Her lap' because everything we 'do' is what She does through us. This eliminates a lot of those 'rank' problems upon which even enlightened 'gurus' seem prone to waste their precious bodily fluids. It's not your fault, dearies, because pyramid schemes are built into the species. But once G10-G'ma arrives, we're all automatically flat on our faces -- no discussion necessary because the bliss factor is so impressive that it just presses us to her bosom in a Big Mama mega-wipe-out hug! Pluff! Woof! Happiness! Joy! She's HERE!
As She once said so succinctly, "What go 'round, come 'round." And that includes your own hobby horse on the OK Corral's Carousel, Sweetums. And, joy, joy! There are enough brass rings to give everyone a free ride! So, "Mount up! Time's a-wastin' if you wanna be in at the final De-Now-Moment-oh."

A more sober approach to the topic by the Master Aziz Kristof can be found in The Dangers of Pseudo-advaita. I would quote it, but have been requested to withdraw all Aziz quotes (Aziz seems to have gone into seclusion, stopped teaching and closed his website. This I consider regretful inasmuch as his writings are amongst my favorites. You'll just have to look for his books on used book websites - highly recommended: ENLIGHTENMENT BEYOND TRADITIONS: The Complete Inner Map of Spiritual Awakening. Also THE HUMAN BUDDHA, which seems to have become rare and expensive.)