Open your eyes a little wider
Only engage with the higher
Never compromise the I AM
Eagles eyes hawks down on ya
Observation places attention on the unwanted
Interest fuels its monopoly
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It's said that when Buddha left his father's palace he met a man who asked him why he would leave all the riches, fame and glory behind. He responded that he saw nothing but fire.
He saw what the worldly could not see. That everything the palace represented was transient, an illusion created by the mind in an all-consuming alternate existence. Alternate not as in that it is another state equal but because it is only possible to be in one or the other. As the truth has neither projection nor perspective. It is a place utterly needless to define, a completion and bliss in sheer beingness. He, who grew up completely isolated from the realities of life outside affluence, could see through the garbage of external projection inside out.
It doesn't matter what sort of projection it is really. It could be on any level of any created perspective. They all belong to a hypnotic rhythm orchestrated by the mind. And as long as the mind and its judgment is in play, the Flow can never play itself out. This Flow that moves without mind, a natural flux that recognises its reign over the entire kingdom that exists in its subjective actuality. It's exactly how with perfect faith Christ can raise the dead without blinking, in a single second. It's the acknowledgement that this entire world is ours and we do take full responsibility for it.
There's a deeper movement going on always and our spirit is at one with it. We planned it all and if we can find the realisation of total connection with it, something miraculous begins to bloom in our heart of hearts, blossoming in its profound simplicity. And here we are speaking about the subtlest, most intrinsic process of all that is known and unknown.
I AM. And that is all. No more, no less.
The whole of our living subsistence is to artlessly remember who we truly are. And to live freely as such without the interference of the mind's incessant noise. Why should the ambitions of that chatter be above the perfection of the soul? How can it be that we require more to be happy? Why is life a constant striving? We live in the mind and it's the road to crazy. We live in the heart and we are free to move as we flow. Who decides what's correct and what's wrong? Who determines the nature of what we are meant to do? Why can't we trust our natural movement to just go where we mean to go and to just express what we are inspired to express? Without incessant reasonings and judgment upon judgment to build concepts up one upon the other.
It's really not a difficult thing to understand. It's the plainest of things. But we are used to complicated. We are conditioned to uncomfortable. And we are taught to feel uneasy if we are too chill. But a new wave of seeing is coming in our consciousness, and yet it's nothing new. It will always feel like something we've known all along. And nothing happening externally can deny us this.
Even in a cell we are free.
Even if we are stuck, we are really not.
We are exactly where we are meant to be.
And there's no Frigium to our Soul.
