Benediction

The observing mind recognized the beating of the heart very slow, images of cosmic spheres residing in dark of a womb attracted to a black hole and the center of this whole place.

       That beauty and its stimulant of stillness and creation regardless all known. 

     Something totally unrelated to time and space or being aware that meditation is going on.

      The hour clock, observed as storehouse with all experience, knowledge and memory on a little pile of sand.

Between the spaces, all illusions with its ideals and great cathedrals or the sacred temples in politics or religion fit in that glass.

It is fantastic what it can do, for it is like the waters of a river.

The river is time and the banks and bridges are the thoughts of time.

The attraction and spiral gravity become darker and the river of time disappears into sleep.  The freedom from the mental beast and freedom from time, for when time it is not, then death is not and only love is.

To be whole, non-fragmented in action, in life, in every kind of relationship, for that are the essence of sanity and the holy of love.

The stillness of the mind has the benediction of eternal peace.

Then every intention or labors are in vain without that benediction.

Tomorrow, or a thousand tomorrows, is what you are now, so the future is now. In the now all time is contained.  Time and thought are the same in which all psychological fears ending.

When the master of the self is the teacher and disciple in the same moment the real learning begins.

No more accumulating of data that takes away the essence of thinking, and the blowing of ones old tunes.

Integrity is the use the power of your word in the direction of truth and love. Do not listen to others, for it is a projection of their own reality, looking for conformation.
Under any circumstance make sure that the sanity of the self is the genuine integrity and one will avoid self-judgment, self-abuse and all regret.