We See The Stars
At night we go outside, on a clear, cold night. We see millions of stars
all over the place, bright and beautiful, each one shining forever. And
each moment is forever, it’s shining in each moment forever. And each
moment is forever.
We connect the dots in the drawing with our mind. We give them a meaning,
a figurative sense which is self-reflexive in that it creates us, because
we are the experiencer of the moment. All eyes of God are looking through
all the stars, or looking at the stars through our eyes. There’s only the
eye of God everywhere, seeing and being in perfection always.
We fall into states of illusion, we forget all this. We get caught up in
desires, frustrations; political movements create philosophies, religions;
the getting of a living, the pain of a body, the pleasure of a body. We
forget everything.
We forget about the space between the stars, the pure and perfect space
that’s also the eye of God. To penetrate the mystery is to become the
mystery; to penetrate infinity is to become infinity; to penetrate light
is to become light.
Who is so brave and so noble that they could hurt themselves at infinity
without any question, with complete trust and complete certainty that that
infinity will destroy them forever, in such an absolute and perfect way
that they would sacrifice themselves and all that they are, all their fears,
all their dramas?
Who has that absolute trust? That perfect and pure trust, consciously, not
as an emotional whim, not as another egotistical embrace of the self, but
with a quiet dispassion, and yet with a quiet passion, to fling yourself
into mortality, to let it do with you as it will, with all the permutations
and possibilities of as it will, be it horror or ecstasy or boredom.
Who has that perfect faith and trust? Only such a person with that faith
and trust can be enlightened.
-Rama
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