Category: Nonduality

Only ever this

What’s going on? I don’t get it. Do I ever get it? This. I want to understand. I’m so close, I’m almost there. I feel it. Just this.I want to grasp it, touch it. Want to make it mine. So badly. Liberation. The end of suffering. Happiness. Joy. Illumination. My birthright. When did I lose… Continue reading Only ever this

ID

With the shift, identity is gone.I remember, I was, I had many names, roots, origins. A life story, multi-dimensional.They all gave me apparent affiliation, and alienation, a longing for an imaginary way and place home. A deep longing for belonging, to a tribe, to something special, alien to this apparent world I didn’t understand, that… Continue reading ID

One that you are

“I am”, does it echo in your head“I am this”You just need to remember, who you areWho you really areYou are already enlightened, they sayThey must know itThey rememberedThey finally got it Echoes and more echoesYou remember voicesNames, they gave youStories, they told youAbout places you’ve beenAnd past life experiencesOrigin in the StarsYou have purposeYour… Continue reading One that you are

Fragment #6 – Engine of Enigma

I am standing in front of this huge engine in the museum – a sign says it’s an aircraft engine. These technical, mechanical objects usually don’t speak to me at all, they just don’t raise any interest in me, especially when I read their names. Still, I approached it, without having a question about its… Continue reading Fragment #6 – Engine of Enigma

Delirium

You seem to seeYou know you seemTo see You seem to knowYou know thisIt’s all crystal clearThis understanding This dream You are awareAnd youare not Colors and shapes And shadowsDance in front of your eyesYou close your eyesTheir dance continuesRememberImagine Sharing and sheddingLove, joy, blood and tears StoriesArising, merging, fadingThe spectrum of seeing, of thinking… Continue reading Delirium

The End

This is the last day I see youAnd I have never seen you beforeYour reflection, sometimes light, sometimes shadow,It was always reflecting mirrors,We never metThis is the last day of youThe last day of me The world has endedit never formedA relict, that was never aliveBut vivid memoryAnd imaginationIn which we were phantoms,Seeking, chasing each… Continue reading The End

eMinor

This pure expression of vibrancydoesn’t careif its beauty is recognizedWhen there’s no ideahow it has to beThere’s justAlivenessPervading No name,no notionthat can meet itIt needs no validationto be,no reasonno goal It needs nothing to be everything. When you feel touched,there might be a sensation,like joyA bittersweet melancholyAn open, vibrating heart.Pulsation. Some sensationsyou might not likelike… Continue reading eMinor