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As you'll get from the intro to most books on the Tao, the word was a
bit of a fluff, an "ah, bugger it". The idea being that you can't name
this " ".
As you'll get from reading further into the intro or from chapter 2,
labels delimit and form apparent separation and opposition. It
reminds you that these seeming separations are only in language and
the true reality has no separation.
I was playing with the idea of the infinite today while staring into the
middle distance, over some trees and into the sky and was reminded
of a point made well in the Hua Hu Ching 'the tiny parts are not tiny
and the vast universe not vast' - this same situation where it is our
mini mind breaking things into manageable bits and then being
convinced that they have reality.
As when you have either stilled OR you have embraced the vastness
(opposite routes to the same place) then you have removed the fake
point of reference and just left the whole action.
The core error being that you see your self as real, so from this
perspective the universe is vast and the bits tiny - but this separation
is fallacy.
The seeing and the seen are not separate AT ALL. This a-seeing is
the universe and - you're it.
Scientists have "nasty infinity" they have an infinity they can handle,
but then a nasty infinity they can't - dualistic infinities, funny. We'll
skip getting into that pointless mind game and go with infinity being
the same thing no matter which direction you look, small or big, we
can do this as we have read the Hua Hu Ching recently, meditated,
farted, and reminded ourselves, unlike the scientists, that this dual
big/small is based of a fake reference point.
So there is the infinite, 'a-happening'. It is not infinitely big as in vast
beyond measure, and it is not made of infinitely small bits. no no no,
it is an infinite a-happening. The trees budding, coming forth, the
wind blowing, my beating heart and metabolizing cells are this
infinite a-happening.
When you have stepped back from 'all things based from this
viewpoint', then you are left apperseeing that you are this.
I asked my dog what she'd like to do for her birthday and she said
she had nothing to wear and no money but wanted to have a nice run
by the river and chew a stick or two.
Only an ego searches for enlightenment as an ego is the only thing
that is not enlightened. The only fake in reality is this idea of self.
When ego finds what it selfishly seeks it finds the absence of ego.
Realizing itself as nothing but an idea, it renders itself Extinguished.
I asked my friend and she said her boyfriend had exams, they had
just moved house, work was stressful and she may not get home in
time to even have a rest before her birthday was out.
After 3,650 days a new born baby is a 10 year old child. 10 years!
3,000 is hardly a big number and days as a kid fly by.
After 36,500 you're a 100 years old. Or more likely you're dust.
30,000 is not a big number!
What did you do today?
Reality views the world through a trillion pairs of eyes and no matter
how good bad or mediocre the view, the being therein morns the
thought of its own death.
It is the same Tao looking through every pair of eyes and so can not
die as was never born. But it still 'feels' attached to each of its bodies
as if it were the last, only or most important.
Missing from its narrowed off view that it is the I behind every set of
eyes!
Harmonious tapestry
Nothing is
You think you have a choice, a say in this or that? It may be fun to
pretend you do but to believe you do, you will suffer.
Like a bird and its jerky head, catches a frame, fills its perception,
moves on. Sequentially mapping the void in bits it can manage.
Were you able to see the whole void of space in one, there would be
no need for time, no time - only complete understanding.
Behind every thing is the true canvas of reality, behind every act it is
ever present. A tapestry telling a tale is a thread. A screen showing
the movie is still glass. A ripple on a lake will pass.
Nothing to negate
No meditator
No meditation
No where to meditate
Nothing to meditate on
No one who could meditate
No thing to be meditated
No thing to meditate it
No seeing, no source, no seen, no end; a cycle of no linear nature and
no dual nature. No Om. No ommer, no omming, no noer, no knower,
no known and no.
Original face
So you think you are analytical - I think you are staring at the wall.
Drop the desire for enlightenment and then you are "not-I" and you
regain your original face.
So you think you are happy - I say stop thinking and you will be.
So you think I have it all worked out - I know for sure you can't.
So drop the idea you could ever achieve, as that achiever is not even
possibly real. Drop the idea of an achieving entity so there is no
longer a desirer; and then you reach the non-I, and there is
enlightenment...
What to do in killing I?
The self has no reality so all work on the self is trying to clean your
reflection from a mirror.
The more you try, the more you re-enforce the very illusion you are
out to drop.
It's all just one flowing thing, if you get hung up on any aspect you
are trying to grab a tree branch to stop your raft. You may slow it,
you may fall, but more importantly you will miss what is coming.
And almost without fail, good follows bad. Hanging on to the bad
amplifies it, yet the coming good washes it away with no effort.
Happiness and sadness are felt inside. People look for it outside.
Look within and you can never be without.
Know it all
NOW!
Think you know the universe and it will give you something to prove
you don't.
Talk of knowing and it will trip you up.
Admit you don't know and you bathe in bliss.
Say you know nothing and you know it all.
Lost in ideas
I is just an idea
Imagine a radar that emitted from the core of your brain, it would
say;
I
Skull
Objects
Walls
I (who is thirsty)
Tea cup
Computer Monitor
Keyboard
Wall
Painting
..and on, picking up all the detail around you and always begining
with I
As the first point of recognition is this "I" it is given lots of validity,
it seems always present.
But I is an idea. Your name was the first lie you were ever told, and
probably that was by your trusted parents, it separated you. Society
and life reaffirm the idea of I all the time and one is seen as quite odd
for looking into this phenomenon or questioning it.
But where is I?
[For those confused by this story see the cloth or brush as the
'method'. So once the work is done the method still remains. It takes
a true master to have neither dust or broom]
Here Now
We are never not Here Now. We are absolutely always from birth,
through every action, to death, Here Now.
We are never in the past or the future, they are unreal, just ideas, but
our minds insist in wandering off into the unreal.
We choose to avoid reality, this here now and go off to a side step, a
distraction, thinking a thought that takes a past or future idea, plays
with it; a false thought based on a false notion - and choose to
deliberately avoid the very thing we seek.
And the seeking itself is like stepping forward to achieve standing
still, an impossible method.
Crazy as it seems we are the barrier to finding ourself. There is no
one who can be awakened, no one to be enlightened. When "One" is
found then by definition there is no other, especially no you. No
seeker.
A method to finding now is to look out from your solar plexus or
heart. Don't use eyes or ears as they are filtered by the mini mind that
is trained and has the nature to form time and analyse. It does this as
it is too weak to comprehend the "Now", the "One" so it splits,
measures, analyses and gets lost in its own fallacies.
"The eyes do not look, they absorb. The mind is responsible for
looking; its failure here is the splitting of one of the sensory inputs
into values, good and bad. These only exist due to the mind itself
here is the illusion."
instead ...
"Your empty mind,
is your full life;
The impenetrable solid reality,
is the ungraspable mind."
Our mind is useless, our language contaminated with rules that split
the mind. Drop it all and then you are left with "Aaaaaaaa!" Here
Now! it was there all along, Bliss!
Stream of Wisdom
Cartwheels
You are essential. You exist in your role, because you are part of the
whole;
And so exist forever.
There has been a stream of wisdom passing down the ages and at
every turn man has attempted to collect the water into a container so
that he can wrap his mind around it. Those containers don't flow,
they stagnate, the flow continues in the stream. Let go of your
stagnation and let it back into the stream to flow.
It is outside of knowing,
and is simply right there;
so obvious it is,
too simple to bear.
To have destination,
makes the journey too tough;
Be going nowhere,
here is more than enough.
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