Liberating from Attachment: Depression

Depression is a very common sensation during a Dark Night of the Soul, but also in a “normal” life that is not aligned with one’s true nature. The tight life and work schedules nowadays make it very difficult to find out and get in touch with one’s genuine life purpose, beyond the matter of just… Continue reading Liberating from Attachment: Depression

The Secret Of Magic

Throw life into the void,embrace the illusion of the dark abyss,become swallowedand encounter the deep mystic. Magic needs space to unfold,space to create, to manifest.Magic in a box becomes a grave of grief,a museum of the dead, stuck dreams,buried already in time. The very nature of magicis alchemy,revealing the photons held back by the imagined… Continue reading The Secret Of Magic

Satori

No exit out of Satori,Absorbing the whole life experience.No thing matters anymore,Any thing remains a matter of temporary exploration,perception.No thing to hold on to anymore.No attachment left.Individual separation transcended,Possession of individual identity vanished,No name, no story.Lifeforce dwells within,Spreading into the void. All life outside, it is gone.Stories of distraction, chasing behind sensations which will never… Continue reading Satori

Towards

No space anymore to do what I want.All I want dies slowly into oblivion.The personal will becomes a toothless lion.Survival power overtaken, now starve under the hot, radiant sun.What do you want, lion? Animal you are. Forget about yourself. It’s over. For you. Nothing remains. Just the sun. Just the sun.Under my wings, you’ll find… Continue reading Towards

Singularity

I no longer have a life. A life that is bound to culture and society, it is over. What remains when external forces lose their significance, what remains when there is no longer any distraction from the immediate, raw being? When each moment counts because only moments are left, raining down on me so abundantly… Continue reading Singularity

Phoenix

Down, on the very ground, covered by the white ashes remaining from the inferno that burnt down everything. Everything I was. Everything I thought to be. Everything you thought I was. Everything I believed in. Everything I hoped for. Everything I dreamt of. Be it the wild glorious and dark pessimistic dreams of the future,… Continue reading Phoenix