*Magnify*
SPONSORED LINKS
Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/profile/blog/sindbad/day/11-27-2019
Rated: 13+ · Book · Experience · #2171316
As the first blog entry got exhausted. My second book
Evolution of Love Part 2
November 27, 2019 at 12:50am
November 27, 2019 at 12:50am
#970539
No one dies here nor is anyone born: these two notions arise in consciousness and it appears as though death and birth are real. If there is death as the final end in fact and in truth, then it is indeed a most welcome and happy event!

But, if one who dies is capable of being seen again, then surely he was alive all the time. Thus, there is no death, and by the same token there is no birth either.

The two events appear to be real because of the movement in consciousness; they are otherwise unreal. If they are thought of as real, they are real; if they are known to be unreal, they are unreal. This means thought alone is real. Tell me if there is any life at all devoid of consciousness.

In that pure consciousness there is no sorrow nor death: then, who experiences sorrow and who dies? What a whirlpool is to water, the body is to the supreme truth. The appearance is pervaded by the reality, and the appearance is but an appearance, without a substantiality of its own. There is no division, distinction or contradiction between the two.

Yet, the infinite consciousness appears to be this creation full of contradictions — this indeed is a great wonder. Realize that this world-appearance with all its contradictions is nothing more than appearance which is non-existent. That infinite and indivisible consciousness alone exists as one thing here and as another thing there; therefore, there is neither diversity nor even unity. There is no contradiction nor is there a non-contradiction.

They who know the truth realize that it is neither real nor unreal: hence, they realize the truth as utter silence. What is seen here as the objective universe is in truth the supreme Brahman.


© Copyright 2024 sindbad (UN: sindbad at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
sindbad has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and its syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work.

Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/profile/blog/sindbad/day/11-27-2019