| Chapter 10; Don’t confuse your self with the Self.
Temet Nosce - To know Thyself (Believing in your self) Who am I? Believing in who you are. Who is? The material is inept to suffering, it’s that simple. Life is Dukka, to avoid dukka don’t be attached. Be attached to non-attachment. Be attached to Source. When I find a place to rest my weary mind in gods’ hands and let my heart sing out without fear of being born or dying, then I will find god in all that I do, and the I that I make. For it is with this string attached to that which is beyond, that sometimes we get a glimpse of, this longing for union to return to the place which can cause no harm. It seems almost impossible that you can function on the material plane while allowing your self to exist, but I feel when you renounce the world, and all worldly things, that you begin to wake up to the dream that you are there, and have always been there, and when I close my eyes, and dunk my head under water, I breath in, knowing, I will always be here, no matter where I go. So here I am. The desire to reach my final resting place. Falling in love with form is easy, letting go of it takes a bit of practice. Sometimes I go to a place where there is no pain. A sudden stop of stillness, the thoughts are there lingering like lost clouds above my horizon. I sit motionless and allow them to drift by overhead. It is the doing without doing. And I say what is pain, if the world is in pain, surely the only way I can remedy it, is to be stillness that devours all things. (How bizarre life truly is, we move from one place to another, the movement of moments as I like to say. The movement of movement, the moments of movement. And all life is rounded with a sleep. The peace of God. |
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