The truth is the last word in wisdom
Every word is subject to the mind's mould. The reproach in the foreign condemned sentence, of one's own image unpleasantness struck, decrees the way without permission. Not to do it is incumbent on the countenance to the other. Two souls in one's own breast are in conflict of opinion, the utterance of withholding by no means praised. View of what is felt, insinuated [...]
Start with true peace
Arriving is coming home. Where this dwells is up to the white soul, whose desire is reinforced throughout its life, and if respect in the opinion of the opinion of the opinion, the masses believe themselves to be in the truth, shaping the world in 'Oh, that was so beautiful again! Every connection is seen as an enrichment, the smith of happiness [...]
Show your colours
Working with hope is a fulfilling endeavour. Up to a certain point, the realisation of the much-vaunted solution. Until then, it's about pausing, enduring, feeling, letting things die, ... rather than building and starting again. A familiar system in unfamiliar territory - each time from a different angle. But if the expected does not materialise [...]
Only the coat of paint counts for a clear mind
It must be clear, unambiguous, explained down to the last detail, again & again. So that it is really understood. With a dash, asterisk, full stop & comma. The repetition of the repetition of the repetition. Constant dripping wears away the stone! It's hard to imagine if you were asked to lose your mind without it. To penetrate what is not as [...]
... because they don't know what they're doing ...
Surrounded by the image of the round dance, the alien being presents itself: surrendered, subjected to help. Each state's name divided into all recognisability, it shows itself to her in unrecognisability. Ignoring the helping hand that knows better. Symptom of the soul's reflection, the sheltered one shatters it in the corporeality of the knower. Long ahead of his time, the event of shards, [...]
When words are not enough for self-deception
Any acceptance without vehement questioning is a tribute to fear. To give in, follows the protective turning in one's own circle. Waiting, self-condemnation allows a proper look into the depths, hoping for salvation from others. In this way, the voice moulds itself to what pleases external bondage until the knife's edge breaks. The docility to free [...]
Suicide in instalments
"What's wrong with them?" the voice of a coffee shop employee shouted between her pots and pans to the guest. 'You think nothing of it and then something like this happens! 46 years, 3 children'. If they were to abandon any endeavour to understand such an act, they would come closer to the deed. Disinterest in the other self, [...]
Freedom from matrix envy
'Every exclusion is a path to yourself. While the others play in the meadow of illumination, those who are left to their own devices visibly carry enlightenment within them. The only thing that counts is recognising it. Not in the matrix game of the transient. That departure from it grants a view into a completely new field, unutilised by material influence. Is it [...]
Withdrawal of the self-evident
The mass image is that old grant. Much is taken, to be kept to enrich oneself. If there were an understanding that abundance neither works nor empties, that of giving without expectation and without return would fit into the world of everything overflowing. All too often, this self-evidence serves a frugal effortlessness. The latter also includes the contemplation of emptiness [...]
"Do something!"
"Do something!" I can't say I wouldn't have done anything. Never. I have touched thousands with my words. It is not up to me whether I have succeeded. It's what the other person is able to take. I didn't ask for money for it, even if I couldn't pay some of them. "It is up to [...]
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