Between or beyond, what are we?
an aid to self-inquiry
Between effort and relaxation, the complex and the simple.
All things seek towards balance, as a vine crawls towards the sun. The soul inclines towards happiness of polarities synthesized. It cannot be reached through the mind, which is always unsatisfied. The brain is always churning; it is miscievious like a small child. It will build a tower of thought only for the giddy pleasure of knocking it down again! It puts on a false face of confidence in the presence of fear, and wriggles its way out of any confines with screams of glee.
Therefore leave the monkey to its play; ignore the ululations of the infant of thought. Disregard its ignorance; discard its distractions. Look very closely and inquire "Where came this entity? Who is it that is doing this thinking?" Become firmly established in the understanding "I am not the thinker, I am not the thoughts." You will see the whole dramatic production is happening in consciousness; it is all entertainment going on that has nothing to do with you!
Beyond all of these disturbances there is a blinding black hole of stillness and infinite presence. It is gentle and filled with indescribable peace. It is a loving warmth that is so powerful it is nearly unbearable. It is so incredibly intense and strong that its silence drowns out all sound. The volatility of thought and emotion now appear to be tiny ripples that are fluttering about like cute insects. Let them be! Let them fly about and explore their world of dim light. Of what concern is it? We are not the wandering thoughts nor the feelings.
Just keep inwardly quiet and keep looking at the nature of the self. Who or what are you? Do not listen to what anyone says about it, find out for yourself! Keep looking into the feeling "I am." Where does it come from? Who is the thinker of thoughts, the doer of deeds. Who is the feeler of feelings? Who is the observer of the observable, the senser of sensations? Just enjoy this inquiry until it runs itself out and stops manufacturing concepts.
In the conceptless space there is a firmness beyond anything. Everything that was thought to be concrete is then seen to be totally intangible. The only solid thing becomes the indescrible, unthinkable, ineffable totality. The expanse is infinite, fearless, undying, unborn.
Go beyond all the concepts, beyond all the diction.
Written by
11/4/17
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Fractals by
Isergius10
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