Untitled Thoughts #4
Drop it all Leave it all alone And if you’re still having trouble It means you’ve picked it up again
Simple? Yes it is
Do I need to elaborate? After that is there any more to say? Is that the final answer? The only instruction? Maybe
Any more would be just to assuage doubts
Like, "Yes, drop *everything*”
“Even *XYZ*?”
"Yes, even that"
"But what if *insert another possible exception here*?”
You see how the mind goes?
"What part of *everything* don’t you understand?"
We are wooly thinkers We lack discrimination
We take things on trust When we’re too young to know better And then we hold on for dear life To ideas that never get explored Fundamental notions that never see the light of day
And so the truth is an alien concept We don’t even know what it means to be true We take everything on authority And never look for ourselves We’re lazy And we’re ill-equipped for exploration
It’s a sad state of affairs actually Really
In fact it’s this fundamental inability To know shit from Shinola Object from subject Me from I That wrecks our peace
And our ignorant grasping And denial and defence Of indefensible falsehoods Is the endless wandering-on Of samsara The hamster wheel of suffering On and on
But enough of the metaphors And the spiritual rhetoric
"It is here, now!" Is the truth But drop all efforts All mental engagement
What is here? What Is?
Thoughts arise in this But what is this?
Feelings happen And sensations Where? How? Who knows?
Whatever is known Who knows? Anyone? Is there a knower? Or just knowing?
Don’t answer with the mind Just let the question be Let it fall away
Where are you? Who are you? What are you? What is?
This is how to look How to inquire The question is a mirror That has you look Not answer
The seer and the seen The knower and the known Are one Are not two
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Is non-mentation the goal? Or the means? Or both?
It's recognising That no-mind Is the basis of mind That no-thought And thoughts Are not mutually exclusive
Emptiness Is full But the fullness Is empty
The silence And the dynamism Co-exist
But the silence Is the womb of the dynamism
When you find the silence The empty awareness-space And you know it as your very being Then thoughts can come and go Without any problem
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Ananda is the bliss of the Self It is the attractiveness The joy of pure being That draws the wayward mind Back to its source
Ananda is the Bhakti Chitta is the Jnani
Without the bliss Why bother? Without Ananda How would you know in which direction to turn? To find Satya, the Truth?
Freedom is coming home To where you already are
The deluded person Is an amnesiac king Or queen
Freedom is remembering Smriti Aham! I recall my Nature! I know my Self!
The recognition and remembrance Of that which is already true
The relief that comes From shedding delusion And living Truth
So take heart And let go!
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