Seeing past the truth, the mind sees only multiplicity and the problems it itself has created by exertion. The heart, seeing past the mind’s problems, sees nothing but unity and simplicity. The mind is always in recoil, the heart still. What exists for one is non-existent for the other. To remember one side, one has to forget the other, for forgetfulness is both the affliction and the cure. … More The Worm & The Eagle
Recycling an old post I related to more than others. So little do I have to say, and much is asked of me. That I may personify myself in the hopes of man, that I may speak audibly and move noticeably! All men have asked these of me, and that’s because so little does man … More Thus Spake the Self
Resistance and contraction are the principles of appearance. When not even a muscle twitches, things are realized to be here rather than out there. … More Pathless Journey
I struggled to come up with anything for this week; I did initiate writing something on a few occasions, but what I saw on paper I did not like. What I wrote and what I had to say, all of it and in all attempts, were so distasteful that I could not even look at … More Confessions of a Profoundly Shallow Man
All things pass but the passing. All things appear and disappear in the passing, but the passing itself neither appears nor disappears. The Real is neither a this nor a that, neither a here nor a there; The Real is this passing, and this passing is all that is real. Truth is a verb. This … More The Passing
How does a cube pass through the eye of a needle? It must first let go of its resistance in the third dimension so that it may become a plane; and then the plane must let go of its insistence on being a plane extended in a second dimension, so that it may become a … More How does a cube pass through the eye?
The world fascinates only so long as its shadow is mistaken for substance. When the gaze turns from things to the appearing itself, the search falls silent, and what alone has always been reveals itself without ever having emerged. … More The Absolute Stranger
We came upon a face concealed in the field, One which sees in all directions but is itself unseen. Our ride was an unborn longing, our journey long and burning, Our company a fleeting scent from the farthest lands, and a thousand faces of the Self in the shattered mirror of the heart. Now we … More The All Seeing Eye
The quality of reality seems to have been mixed up with the objects of experience; we attribute the quality of reality to them, but upon further investigation we could see that it cannot depend on objects because this quality, or its magnitude if you will, remains the same; it is formless. As in a projection on the screen, both the projection and the screen seem to coincide, but the reality of the screen is distinct from that of the film and the events in it. The screen is not something in the film, but it must be there and become anonymous for us to be able to experience the film. … More Reflections on The Nature of Reality
To pull oneself out from a beginningless enchantment that’s called the world! This enchantment is the humanness. To be human, to experience oneself as such, is to be entrenched in enchantment; it is God in trance! Distinction, separation, to have a place, to have time, the duality of the reflected and the reflection, all are dances of longing. There is no motion where there is no where to move. … More The Seer Has All The Answers
