Nov 1, 2012

I Experience

I Experience is in itself an experience.

Are you the one who experiences, who says i experienced this and that, i experienced joy, and so on and so on, different from the experience itself? Who is experiencing ?
Who is this "I" which is separate from the experience ?
Where is this "I" ?

If you say "I possess an arm", where is this "I" separated from the arm ?
Can you find it ?

Of course not, the one who experiences is the experience.

The possessor is the possessed. There is no difference at all.
The observer is the observed.

When you  truly find that out you will laugh.
Like you laugh from a good joke.

You see ?
Jokes are funny if you find the answer intuitively.
In other hand if jokes are explained, it will lose it's magic and therefore no one will laugh.
An explained joke is not funny.

May 16, 2012

Relationships

It is beautiful and fullest when nothing from it is expected.

Expect it to bring happiness, which it may indeed give, but certainly suffering will come.
Suffering arises by the bound to the illusion or expectaction, or idea, that one given relationship will bring happiness.

Relationships are as much unpreddictable as are the human's desire.

Real contentment can only come from one's self.
The expectaction that a partner will provide will lead to disappointment which then leads to suffering.


Dec 27, 2011

Be Rhythm

If there is chaos or disturbance then it is in the inside.
On the outside everything moves rhythmically .

Planets, around the sun.
The moon around the planets.
The stars.
The wind carrying the seeds to which it will in future give more seeds to the wind.
The rain which is carried by clouds, where once was ocean and river.

All is inter-connected and all moves in an absolute accord.

Look inside, there is the source of everything that which is.
All one's caring, problems, worries, desires, possessions, craving, hopes, dreams ...
All this is in one's self. They are mind made and are what gives birth to chaos.
It destroys the poetry and the rhythm.

Mind is like a fog and Conscientiousness is like a mirror.

One cannot feel nor truly see the rhythm the poetry the life that which is mirrored if the fog blurs the image.
Clear the fog, let it dissipate, vanish.
Then all the poetry and bliss will be reflected in one's heart.
That moment is Godliness.

Dec 24, 2011

A Genious

"Genius is the ability to reduce the complicated to the simple"

Ceran, C. W.

Dec 22, 2011

Where does Bondage lives ?

In that thought there ....

Is-ness

 It  is what IS ...
What is not it also IS ...

One side of a coin or the other side of the coin, still is a coin.

One is not all Light nor is all Darkness.
One is both, yet One is none of them.
They come from the same source.

Therefore choosing a side is to be fragmented. Thus Conflict arises.
Choose not as you are everything, yet nothing.

The Ocean is the River. The River is the Ocean.
Without Ocean there is no River.
Without River there is no Ocean.
The River chooses no path, no side, it simply flows.
Always flowing. Infinite !

To be a river, either drop all or embrace all.


Cling to one and the other will cling to you.
Cling to light and darkness will cling to you.
Cling to kindness and rudeness will cling to you.
.....
As to accept one is to reject another.

Accept what is and what is not.

The mind has no space in one absolute pole.
If you drop all, reject everything that you think that is.
Then there is no playground for mind.

If you embrace all, then again there is no playground for the mind.

That is because the mind dwells on duality.

To embrace all or drop all is the same and the One.

Dec 17, 2011

The Amazing and Beauty River

How amazing is a river.

Effortlessly finds it's way. Therefore it is not worried to which path has to go.
It chooses not, it strives not. It has only one way to go, it doesn't matter where.
As all paths leads to the source.


Constantly flowing thus changing, second by second.

Like a river we are.
Constantly flowing.
Each individual is a stream.
Changing second by second.

Yet when one clings to permanency, one freezes.
One stops flowing, losing all radiance and poetry.
One goes against nature, thus suffering arises.

Let it all be.
Go with the flow.
You are the flow.

Are you the same as the "you" of 1 second before ?
Have you not aged 1 second more ?
Have you the same thought that you had 1 second ago ?

Ideas, memories and thoughts are like boats floating on a river appearing and sinking one by one.