Maps..

 

Maps

And the

Territory

Are not two~

All stories

Assume otherwise~~

Words are special hints of freedom~~

"This"

May appear

As words~

Words which are

Not known and

Simultaneously 

Known~

Which may

Whisper that there

Are no special

Words but all

Are special hints

Of freedom~~

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm'd;

But thy eternal summer shall not fade,

Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;

Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,

When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:

   So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,

   So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

~~Shakespeare, Sonnet 18~

The stuff of dreams~~

 

Timelessness

No time

Mysteriously 

Stages the conditions

Of time and seemingly

Appears as the stories

Comic and tragic which

are the stuff of dreams

(to borrow a few words)~~

The Timeless Wonder (Andreas Muller)

What we call the natural reality is nothing else than what seems to be happening. It is what naturally is and is not. There is nothing beyond or within that - no absolute reality, no essence, no God. Liberation is the turning out that the separate self and the experience of a separate world is a dreamt reality. Seen from within the dream, the dream is everything - a world of "me-ness", knowledge, longing and the impression of doership and observation. The seeking drive cannot be separated from its source which is the sense of being a separate self. While the seeker hopes to break free from its limitations and its sense of lack, it rather is a closed loop. While assuming otherwise, the seeker stays within its world of experiencing and knowing, within seeking and separation. While it desperately tries to overcome separation, it only confirms its illusory presence. 

Liberation, in contrast, is the loss of all that seemed to be known including the sense of one's existence. Apart from the loss of all known, it is the loss of hopes and above all the loss of one big dream: To finally overcome separation and arrive in a state of fulfilment. Yet, the collapse of that seeming separate energy happens despite all efforts to overcome it. It rather is a letting go of oneself which, however, is not done by anyone. Yet, the dream of seeking is as much what seems to be happening as everything else is. However, it is a dream.

The natural reality is timeless. The natural appearance of whatever appears to be happening knows nothing about separation and the overcoming of it. It knows nothing about unfulfillment, enlightenment or liberation. It all is effortlessly and unconditionally itself.

Burst of perspectives~~

Absolute and relative, for many, brings clarity. And it may seem so. A nice division, and perspectives seem powerful. But non-separation bursts the clarity bubble. With the burst, perspectives disappear and "reality" is already not known. A bursting story! 

Words pile up. Words are searchers. Looking for their own demise. 

Already complete~

Life seems as

Ever arising forms~

Included in this

Inexplicable story

Is the arising of

A separation sense

Synonymous with a

Desire for restoration

And home~all

Told in stories

Of loss and fulfillment

And already complete~~

Wholeness--a new dawn~

 

Wholeness

An empty word

As are all words~

And an arising

Recognition of

Wholeness appearing

May be a

New dawn~~

"It's all wholeness or nothing appearing."  Jim Newman

"It's all already empty."  Jim Newman

The peace that is unknowable~~

 

Just

What appears to

Be happening~

Unknowable 

But somehow 

Arises as

The peace that is

Unknowable~~