Logic is a method of cognition, a method to look at information and process it, a function the brain provides. It has nothing to do with “reality” or “truth”. but is rather part of creating/processing “reality”, based on causal perception and interpretation. Reality is a paradox. It is and is not. It’s a product of… Continue reading Logic
Author: sim1
Off\me
When you think of meI am a thoughtSometimes a feeling, that comes as a thoughtSometimes a thought, that comes as a feeling. I am not that.This image, created, done. I am not the words, the names that have been learned, written, imprinted, carved.Words that draw your image, your map of reality,of someone’s and something’s and… Continue reading Off\me
Dream\dance
This is the dream we dance inThis is the dream we danceThis is the dance we dreamIt appears, we appear, appearanceAppear danceFollow your dreamsLet’s make our dreams realBecome trueDream deeper, hypnotize, mesmerize, realizeWe can never meet, we can never touchDraw me deeper, make me feel realThe dream is longingMake me whole, make me oneMake me… Continue reading Dream\dance
The Grand Truth
What is it? And how to get it?
Instant #3 -Mystery
This is the sound, this is the scent, this is the sight. Different names separate direct vibrant experience from you that travels through your sensory and nervous system, exchanging and merging information. There is a mystery around you that you try to grasp, but all of your attempts end up at blurred edges, where they… Continue reading Instant #3 -Mystery
Abyss
It’s very dark, you cannot see, although your eyes are wide open.Some sublime terror is surrounding you.It’s the terror of death, your annihilation, the annihilation of everyone and everything that ever meant something to you. The stories that wrote your life, your past. The mirrors that reflected love, and you sometimes have chased this reflection… Continue reading Abyss
Fragment #5 – The Box
The conceptual world, usually mistaken for “reality”, is of huge fragmentation and everything is separated through names and affiliations from each other. This apparent world is not real, it exists just as an imaginary mind map – while the landscape just is. And it isn’t even a landscape because nothing can be seen, be traveled,… Continue reading Fragment #5 – The Box
Home
The beginning does never endAnd no end ever beginsNature, so alien and mysteriousYet utterly familiarI hear, although sound doesn’t reach my earsLight, invisible to my eyesIlluminatingUnknown Here, now, nowhereAm I emerging?Am I declining?In this presenceAll becomes oneWhile I become fragmentedI am assimilated Now, in another world, desert of the otherTransient creatures of the mindLonging for… Continue reading Home
Portal
There is a world you cannot seeIt’s invisible to the eyesYou cannot grasp or measure it However, it’s not hidden Not you, not me can enter itNo-one can Nothing can be done All gates are open,but there is no entrance nor exit When you are there, you are there Y You are not thereThere There… Continue reading Portal
Fragment #4
Resurrection/Memory – It was an Easter Sunday or Monday in the second year of the new millennium when an experience, which phenomena are in some notions described as a “Kundalini awakening”, set me irreversibly on fire. That time of my beginning to mid-twenties has been utterly challenging. I have been some strange mixture between being… Continue reading Fragment #4