- #1636 - Thursday, December 4, 2003 - Editor: Jerry ... In issue 1634 we included an article on how Toyota was developing a car model which would reflectMessage 1 of 1 , Dec 6, 2003View Source#1636 - Thursday, December 4, 2003 - Editor: JerryIn issue 1634 we included an article on how Toyota was developing a car model which would reflect Japanese culture and spirituality. Earl wrote and made a few suggestions:I have some great ideas for the new Toyotas, incoporating items crucial to Japanese culture:
The Samurai - this vehicle has a sharp samurai sword affixed to its right front fender, suitable for slashing the tires of any SUV that gets too close;
The Kamikaze ( Divine Wind ) will emit noxious, heavy smoke from its tailpipe sufficient to cause any tailgating vehicle to crash;
The Seppoku - in any traffic jam will play loud, mournful koto music over its speakers, causing hundreds in nearby cars to commit suicide ( the driver wears protective headgear ).I came up with a couple myself:How about the Sushi? Instead of air bags, rice flies out of the steering wheel, then you are wrapped in seaweed.Or the Hari Kari? The first time it breaks down, it drives right off a bridge.Or the Geisha? It never gets you where you're going, but who cares?Yes folks, these are the secret and profound things happening in the downtown offices of the Nondual Highlights. And we're happy to hear from all our readers, actually, so keep writing us.For an idea of what Toyota might be developing, let us take a look at the Nissan Chappo: "The Chappo concept is based on the idea of a house over-looking a Zen garden. It is defined by Nissan’s designers as a "room on wheels" and the garden can be anything from an urban cityscape to a beautiful bay."
Geneva Motor Show 2001 - Highlights
This asymmetrical, compact, tall-two-box city car has a uniquely innovative exterior shape, but what’s far more important is what Nissan’s designers have achieved inside - a new approach to interior space.
The Chappo concept is designed in anticipation of a future generation of young, sophisticated, city-car users who want their car to be more than a means of transport. A generation for which the car has also become a social space for people to gather: their mobile space.
It is a car with the space and equipment to become a ‘living-room on wheels’. A place for one person to relax in calm surroundings, to meet with friends, to work, to enjoy music or videos, maybe to surf the web or to play interactive games.
The design theme of Chappo shows clear signs of Nissan’s Japanese roots, but interpreted in a futuristic way. It reiterates themes of a traditional tearoom and incorporates styling cues inspired by Japan’s typical tatami texture and circular windows. Details such as the exterior door handles, similar to those of the Nissan Z concept, show a new Nissan form language.
The direction for the Chappo came from head of design Shiro Nakamura, and was developed at the Nissan Technical Centre in Japan. The project typifies a new energy in Nissan’s creative operations. It is a concept which breaks the bounds of convention, yet retains an eye on reality. The Chappo concept is based on the idea of a house over-looking a Zen garden. It is defined by Nissan’s designers as a "room on wheels" and the garden can be anything from an urban cityscape to a beautiful bay.
"The Nissan Chappo is designed to reflect the fact that across the world, youth demands increasingly personal and diverse solutions to lifestyle and recreational needs," said Nakamura.
The Chappo offers them the opportunity to move their room, with its comfort and features, wherever they want to go whether that is near a city park, in a garden, by the sea or the river, maybe in the mountains.
"We conceived the unique interior of the Nissan Chappo not just for driving, but as a social space where young people will want to meet and relax. The dual-entry door opens both ways to allow easy ingress and egress for all possible configurations of our versatile interior. The ingenious L-shape seating creates a futuristic living room on wheels." - Kaoru Satou, Chief Designer, Interior, Chappo concept.
The basic shape of the Chappo is that of a tall but compact three-door city car, but the tall body gives far more headroom and the interior layout gives more space, with incredibly high flexibility.
"I have used strong but simple planes combined with subtle angles to give the YYC an almost two dimensional appearance. We opted for an asymmetric exterior design to reflect and enhance the very special interior layout." - Taro Ueda, Chief Designer, Exterior, Chappo concept.
While the two-dimensional, plastic appearance of the exterior reminded some observers of "Barbie's" car, the upper part of the striking white exterior shows a bold approach in the window graphics and beveled surfaces.
The Chappo reflects Nissan’s new direction of contrasts supported by heritage. Like the Primera concept, shown at the Paris Motor Show last October, it combines elements of warm and cold, man and machine, personality and technology - looking to the future while recharging the positive elements of Nissan’s rich heritage.
Excerpts from my new book:Nobody Tells Me What To Do:How to Live the Life You're Meant to Live Without Listening to Anybody but Yourself
by Jerry KatzIntroduction
The first things I should say is that this book isn't about ignoring advice or barreling straight ahead without thinking or considering what you're doing. It's about responsibility to yourself. The philosophy this book is based upon is known as nonduality.
I first heard the word 'nonduality' when I was working as a waiter. I was pouring coffee to a guy sitting at the counter and asked him what the big leather bound book beside him was. His name was George and he spoke with a thick Greek accent. "The Upanishads," he said. What's it about, I asked. He put the fork onto his plate of cheese blintzes and mentally searched for a response. His eyes flitted toward the door where people were entering the restaurant and past my right shoulder to the cooks working steadily behind me. He blinked a couple of times, looked down at his plate, licked his lips in a hungry way, then looked straight at me. "Nonduality."
On that same day another guy sitting at the counter was telling me he had just invested all his money in a particular company and that he would probably be able to retire on the returns after a few years. He explained that this company had invented an operating system which all computers will be using.
Nonduality? Operating systems? Computers? The Eighties had barely taken a breath. Here in front of me the Upanishads were meeting Microsoft and seventeen years later the conception that occured at the counter of a deli in Santa Monica gave birth to Nondualty Salon.
Here is a collection of writings from Nonduality Salon. I think these writings touch on some reality of being alive. I am using them to develop the thesis contained within the title of this book: Nobody Tells Me What To Do: How to Live the Life You're Meant to Live Without Listening to Anybody but Yourself.Tim Gerchmez:Prior to really discovering the nondual perspective, I was homeless for
a month or two. I became comfortable with walking down dark alleys in
the most dangerous parts of Seattle at 3AM. I became comfortable with
associating with mentally unbalanced people who would love to drag you
off and shoot you at the slightest provocation, or beat you to death. I
was threatened with death several times with deadly seriousness.When I re-acquired a permanent place to live, I discovered something
amazing... all fear was gone. A little has returned now that I am
"sheltered" again, but just a very little. Mainly the fear is that of
losing my way, of becoming enmired in superstition."When superstition enters, the brain is gone." ... VivekanandaAndrew Macnab:A few weeks ago, a visualization occurred to me in which I felt my body
entirely encased by twining tendrils of energy. Working with this image
in my mind, I saw this body floating in infinite black void, then I
found that inside it as well as outside it was the same black void.
Staying further with the image, I found that the tendrils could unwind
from the cocoon/body shape and spiral off in all directions, forever in
black void. I can also feel these energy tendrils run through the heart
of every being. I can see each individual persona/mask as this same
cocoon. When it unwinds, there is nothing inside it.
Kristi Shelloner:The Heyoka tradition exists in many tribes. The function of the Heyoka
was to provide evidence of the opposite in daily life. They rode their
horses backwards, wore their clothes inside out, walked east around the
sweat, when everyone else walked west, and so forth. They performed the
added function of what might equate to the western court jester....they
might imitate a chief who had gotten too enamored of his own power,
following him around the camp with their nose up in the air, acting
haughty, giving imperious commands....you get the picture. Frequently
the Heyoka was a niche filled by a gay or lesbian person....I love this, love the simplicity with which tribal cultures
institutionalize reverence in their every action and their social
structures. While providing balance in representing the opposite, they
demonstrate that opposite-ness is, at once critical, and also,
irrelevant, to living life in a good way...How's this for a non-dual
mode.Heyoka were very, very holy people and much revered and turned to for
conflict resolution and in times of hardship, need and confusion.Kristi again:I have been watching a man dressed in rags. He carries a sign that says
"Love."His eyes burn with fervor; the fervor of mental illness? Perhaps. His
eyes are fired by a gentleness and a smile for everyone he passes that
cuts to the quick, and despite my walls, makes me feel as though I have
been seen to the very core of my being and found good. His presence on
the street corner is reassuring somehow...I notice his smile and his
grace; his gentleness and openness to any who will return his glance,
his absolute respect for any who do not...I wonder about him...I do not
notice his rags or his unkempt hair. I think about Jesus, as I watch
the many who walk pass this man revile him and move away in fear.More Kristi:The truly down and out are only helped by the truly down and out. If
you are ever in that position, which I would never wish on anyone, and
you have to panhandle, find the dirtiest, rattiest old pick-up truck,
with the tiredest most beat down looking woman and a host of filthy
withdrawn kids and she will give you every penny in her wallet....don't
bother with the bmw's or the new volvos, they'll roll up their windows
in fear.....why is that? Those "do-gooders" with nothing, share their
nothing, because they've "been there, done that." Those who live in
fear of sharing with the undeserving may never have experienced
themselves as feeling underserving....may they never, but it is a great
lesson in compassion and in the true value of Things...Greg Goode:
One very good teacher, friend of mine, answered a question from a
seeker who thought he was realized:"The difference between you and me, is that you think there's a
difference between you and me."Aleks, Greg and someone else:bless the wierdos and the freaks-- i know one i am one, ---aleksMe too. --Gregme three ---have a nice weekend!Gene Poole:For me, it was a 'death in the family', literally MY death, the
death of my favorite 'me'.Separate identities... no longer existed. I was for the first time,
boundaryless, and terrified, to say the least of the matter. I was...
any person or even thing which seemed to be occuring at the time, then.
Now, I look back and can have compassion for myself, but at the time, I
ranked myself to be a total failure in all of the important things of
life. 'Spiritual' issues were translated through the 'hellfire and
brimstone' version of Xtianity, and I was... a candidate for hell.Sure enough, 'satan' appeared and escorted me to hell, for 'all of
eternity'. There, I learned firsthand of the follies of my self and all
of humanity; that 'we' are mere dupes, ignorant fools, filled with
delusions and illusions of grandure, mere food for the grinders of
eternal suffering.As you might imagine, this knowledge was a crushing blow to experience.
I became totally without hope. I spent a virtual eternity in 'hell'; I
would like to say, that aside from some passages in Dante's Inferno,
and the imagery depicted in H Bosch's triptich painting 'Garden of
Earthly Delights', that nobody can know the suffering that I had to
endure, to be ripped-off of my assumptions as to the basic nature of
the human Being.At that point of total hopelessness, Jesus Christ appeared, and it was
apparent to me that He is real. He took my hand (literally) and
transported me 'back' to 'this reality' for another chance to 'get it
right'. I was highly motivated to NOT return to hell; I was to say the
least, **totally** astonished that Jesus would find me and aid me in
the way that He did.Now that I have the reader writhing in a veritable melange' of
value-judgements, I should clarify that I now know that Jesus is... an
eternal commentator on all things which impact humans. His gentle voice
may be heard, revealing and telling the story of how this all works. He
has informed me that hell is only for those that really need it, and
that fear is the gateway to hell, and that He (Jesus) is free to go to
any place and any time to help any person who needs help, whether or
not that person is a 'Christian' or has even heard of Jesus. He further
informed me that the basic human 'flaw' is to _decide_ or _conclude_. I
learned that there is no such thing as 'objectivity', and have since
that time, had to fight the (conditioned) tendency to take things
seriously.I learned from Jesus that the way that He speaks, is designed to
initiate a person who is ready, into ever-deeper mysteries; that in the
way that He speaks, every phrase is like a step on a long staircase,
leading up to what humans do not now know. In this regard, there is a
place for faith, once a person has taken the offered help, and has seen
that it works; that from that point, one is a fool to ignore what is
offered. But perhaps, only one who has suffered as drastically as
myself, can appreciate and use this insight. Others seem to persist in
maintining that they can 'figure it out for themselves', and thus
ignore the Grace (however it may come) which is the Free Ride. ...Grace
is 'where it is at'.Thank you for reading. For your reward, have a warm muffin film: http://www.muffinfilms.com/--Jerry