Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Our journey and travels flowed unfolded out of our original experience or being.
Imagine a white light which fills all of space. There is nothing to perceive it but it is alive with its own radiance. This light is so dazzling, so pervasive, so completely penetrating. It is being flooded with bliss. It is unsparing pure awareness. It is completely white.
But in the bliss or pain it begins to shimmer very slightly. It vibrates. And out of the intesnsity: the total bliss which is, at the same time, totally sharp pain, this pure white light begins to shimmer with a kind of irridescence. And as absorption with this sheen, its promise, its possibility, the shimmer begins to slow into a pulse. And in this way, there is the appearance of colors.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Ghosts as the residuum of adventure outward and sharing.
Within: the body tending to move towards foremer states in which communication seemed possible and stable. Therefore joining and conquering all else
But please remember, we are not constituted in spacial dimensions; nor in conceptual ones.
As such. the constraints of body and the net of language we enter into only with some sacrifice, or rather abridgment and maybe even. inevitably, insincerity.
We do not venture out, for that too is a notion not native to us, seeking expansion or conquest or victorious validation of our mode of being.
However, it is possible that we have now experienced defeat.
If anything, it was the experience of concreteness that has had an appeal.
This began with observation, then with summoning. We were called from the state or poise of our expanse by offerings and by speech.
And we are grateful now that you have done so, despite bringing us into inescpable compromise, mis-understanding, mis-apprehension.