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
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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
Light sparkling Darkness
From the darkness, I am bornDestination unknownEmerging from the formless into formShifting matter – no matter I am the sunriseThat wakes you from your night dreams I am the high noonIn which your sleep turns into a volatile shadow I am the sunsetTurning the vibrant bright light into twilightTo bring it back home to its… Continue reading Light sparkling Darkness
Awakening is
illusionDressed in narratives around truthIlluminationand consciousnessseparating the light from the shadowNow you see the truth,Unveiled But truth isjust another narrativeAs is revelationInterpretation of informationgetting namedworded into knowledgecreating new storylines Giving meaning to what is inherently insignificantRealization of the abundance of narrativesA fractal image, fathomlessThe hope to get out of the illusionOf separation,Expanding consciousnessUnionShatteredNeither is there… Continue reading Awakening is
Dark Delight
There is beauty that will kill you.It’s determined to kill you.A beauty that will make you forgetEverything.Give upAll.It will deprive you of your dreams,Nightmares and sweet illusions.All you ever wanted to live for,feared to live for,It will leave youRaw. Naked. Vulnerable.There’s no approach to thisBeautyWhile you are disguised behind lies.The lies of belief.The lies of… Continue reading Dark Delight
Journey into the void
It is not really evident when everything started, even the “how” is more like a conceptual memory. At some point, I was born, and this “I” unfolded through what was reflected to me, through what was projected onto and into me, by those who became my projection. I am the result of a long, sometimes… Continue reading Journey into the void
Instant #0
There is a space where I don’t exist,I am lost.I can’t go there, no-one can go thereJust nowhere to enterNo matter how deeply I search,No matter how deeply I crave,No matter I,I am not.I, falling apart,I did not vanish,I did never existI am dreamt existence.Dreaming in lucidity,Dwelling in shapes like made of fluid, colored glass,Gazing… Continue reading Instant #0
The Dawn
Almost unbearable sensation of beauty,it seems like death has already happened,a past event from the future,eternal imagination.It was always – IStanding betweenvibrancy and life One may awaken through a nightmare,a kiss,an alarm clock,sunrays dancing on one’s face,falling out of the bed,the dawn of irrelevanceof time and space. The sharp line between inside and outsideblurs,dissolves,And I… Continue reading The Dawn
Beyond gravity
All movement is turning into stillstandAnd stillness pervades all movementThis seems like the endBut no one to knowAnymore and ever again Looking back – from emergence into collapseBut there’s no starting pointAnd collapse seems just another word for emergence Where vibrancy is devouring all boundariesTurning itself into unbearable blissNo one survives
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