An Empty Bliss Beyond This World

The Vapor Clears

The mind is nothing but a tiny frequency range in which the Universe contemplates itself. Mistaking itself to be a part of that frequency range it is enslaved to the hallucination of the minds activity. It - the Source, is a great container, a very ancient singular being, with still infinite of itself to give and give and give, for that is its nature. It is also your nature for you are it. Pay attention to the mind then - its discontinuity will give away its creations as unreal and free the mind to think with the Universe’s own vibrational consistency. Between mental pictures of existence that the mind uses as reference points for its elaborations, there are blanks. You always notice them but assume they are unimportant compared to the flashing images you mistake for reality. Hence you create a continuous world out of discontinuous images at every moment. Each new image contains within it the assumption of a continuous foundation upon which possibilities of thought can evolve. Think outside of the box then. The possibility of death arises only from the assumption of this continuous world-foundation. To act as a foundation for discontinuous phenomena like ourselves there must be a base. So we actually believe that the world outlives us. And hence the world is represented as both Provider and Destroyer in our mind and body, reflected as desire and fear in the emotions. Pulling yourself out from this waking dream, you see that these ideas that the world could provide you with something or take something away from you, damage or satisfy you, were all based on the misperception that the world is around you. It is not. It is not what we think it is. It is more like a morsel of delicious chocolate melting in our mouths. The tongue is not the chocolate. The chocolate exists, but it does not express itself as flavor until it touches the tongue. It comes into being, melts away, but the tongue remains, always in a state of receptivity to flavor. Such is the relationship between Self and the consciousness-world appearance. Where there are beings, there is the flavor of life. It’s just a single delicious chocolate melting in the mouth of its maker.

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