They say the bodhisattva saves the world by knowing there's no world. God knows I'm not a bodhisattva. I know there's no one but myself.
Identifying with the space between and not the face of Gregory Samsara in the mirror is happening one morning.
The revelation that the world is only in my head and all I know is this knowing space I name myself, is like the thunder.
After the abyss reclaims itself, there's an echo like ecstatic wine, good loving and song on the northern rim of the canyon.
In this streaming play of consciousness, there's sleepwalking, lucid dreaming, and inhabiting the character. Inquire within.
Pascal Dagnan-Bouveret |
as absolute awareness retracts consciousness, there's an ecstasy
call this ecstasy self-awareness
can self-awareness be induced. this is the secret behind all alchemy.
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