When the sages say seemingly cryptic things like we are never born and we never die, they could not speak more matter-of-factly. We have been hijacked by the body-mind. Our true nature is not bound in time and space. Awakening to what we really are is our primary and in truth our sole purpose in life. The answer is as simple and effortless as sunlight glinting from palm fronds: the "beingness" of whatever is. My body-mind dissolves and disappears into what is. Where it was instantly fills, like removing a hand from a bucket of water; this is not a big deal. We are already always in this "beingness," naked and free, but temporarily cut off by our thoughts and senses and memories and emotions and the great drama surrounding our histrionic lives. I have named a car-computer Sri Hippie Speedball, or my parent car-computers did, and I left the oceanic consciousness of babyhood to go along with the game. This all sounds cold, but truth is neither cold nor warm. It is free of condition and qualification, and it is beyond freedom, too, both untethered and never tethered.
"When awareness is turned on itself, the feeling is of not knowing." N.M.
Awakening is becoming a puncture through which the helium-filled manifest world escapes back into the atmosphere. The balloon dissolves and the puncture disappears with it. Maybe there's a giggle due to the helium, then silence.
"When awareness is turned on itself, the feeling is of not knowing." N.M.
Awakening is becoming a puncture through which the helium-filled manifest world escapes back into the atmosphere. The balloon dissolves and the puncture disappears with it. Maybe there's a giggle due to the helium, then silence.
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