Like a mirage ...un-miraging....

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You know....this "You will never die ..." business....
I've seen so many get all muddled up with it....

The response comes from having seen the void of the self....

And yet...

It attaches itself to a sense of an I ...

A bigger better I. ...

Sounds more like a ....

I can't be touched now....

I'm safe....

Kinda thing....

Like a born again someone....

Fooled once....fooled twice....

I don't know whether to laugh or to cry....

The mind is nothing but concepts....
There's no born again mind....
It's the same mind under another garb....

Many believe...this to mean....that the I.....they...will live eternally....
Whatever that means.....

It's fear of death....

How can a belief....unbelieve itself...when it is the very belief....

Like a mirage ...unmiraging....
Pardon my French...

It's an enticing hide out....this eternal self concept....

Perhaps...the fullness has not come back in....!!

It's a wonderful place of much needed rest..
A respite....
When the pendulum swings from one end to the other extreme....

From everything....

To no-thing....

But you can't live there....

Nor here....

Which was the very attempt to escape....

Loath as I was to return to the dream....painful as it had been....

Yet it wouldn't go away....
Knocking me left right and centre....and every which way....

There is no place to hide.....

Even more excruciating....the realization....that it was all the dream....

That I had never gone away.....

And stripped naked....I wept.....

Empty of even emptiness.....

And even the need of resting in any home.....
Disappeared......

And yet there was an utter ease.....

A wisp of smoke.....
The only traces left.....

Of burning camphor.....

A self that there was.....
Wasn't....

Is.....

Simply....

It all is....

And here I am.....
And you.....
And we.....