Monday, April 12, 2010

i write to you from an altered state of consciousness. induced by the lapping of the waves and the tapping of the rains. i am one hundred feet tall and i am inhabiting.

you have created your own sorrow. while it is true that you create your own reality, you have not taken into account the free will of others and the nature of humanity. your heart is broken by your own illusion, not by that whom you believe has harmed you. you built your loved ones into your ideal reality in your mind, but you can not tamper with their wills without consequence. release them.

let your thoughts wash over you, like wave upon wave washing over the shore. do not hold to them. they are impermanent. they are just passing.

you are not bound to this world. you are not bound to money nor family nor career nor passion. but you are bound to personal choice.

you must hold your beliefs lightly. do not let your beliefs imprison you or prevent your mind from changing and growing. the way is yielding. it is not the firm grip of the defender. it is passive, but it is assertive, because it just is.

we are moving from a dualist world to something more fluid. do not cling to dualism. do not cling to anti-dualism. do not cling to anything which changes. do not cling to anything. feel that everything is one. feel that nothing is a duality. but understand that we still inhabit a world which is strongly dualist, and we must know how to function and relate and understand. do not push away or deny that which is not one in thought yet.

spiritual truths are dangerous when not fully understood and integrated. do not use any spiritual truth as a form of escapism. do not use spiritual truth as an excuse for your actions or your words. you are fully responsible for yourself, and no amount of half-truth will protect you from the consequences. do not think yourself better because you possess these half-truths. they only become full truths when you become humbled and small by them.

be kind. be open. be honest.

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