The real purpose of life will
strike deep into the everlasting.
Like the mountain stream
that runs with in its swiftness, the mind can race as well towards that
freedom.
No more in the wilderness
of utter confusion, while dancing in the shadows in search of the precious
cause.
Life cannot die and is the pilgrim
with its repeating, ceaseless chant.
Caught, in the agony of time
and the tears, that speaks of forgiveness.
The self of which you are,
is the whole dance to the song of eternity.
Deluded by the vain
pursuits of thought is being fused into the corruptible attachments from
attention seeking influence.
Life has no religion or adoration in its own
deep sanctuaries.
Life has no abode, or the aching
sorrow of ultimate decay, or the corruption of pursuing love. It has no void of
loneliness in the shadow of time. It is pure love that is the hidden source of
things.
Love is its own divinity and
it takes courage to wander in the confusion of love's own pursuits in
fulfilling that life.
Loving reason is the
treasure of the mind, for it is the song of the heart that speaks its melody of
eternity.
By the moment a person is
touched by this perception, will understand that the struggle of life has
values.
Values that bring the
inside spirit into virtues and a pure mind.
It becomes very clear when
people causing drama, that they have motives and trying to blind anyone of once,
own faults.
The transcendent act is a
feeling of trust and form, which can be passed on but not demanded. It is the
interiorized not seen origin and its roots that existed before heaven and
earth.
Looking at the world as
timeless sphere and its past and future at the same moment, it becomes clear
that those phenomena from the past are the same we observe today.
The exchange of dreams and
its mystical truth has not changed.
The person that walks at
the shore of deep wisdom is not engaged anymore with sensations.
Because nothing can be
attained at this shore of wisdom, there can be no obstacles and only peaceful intuitive
union.
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