Now,
That can be named,
Is a distance of word,
It is not the
Now
.
Now,
That is known,
Is a distance of knowledge,
It is not the
Now
.
Now, that is, is the only true presence of life.
Your life, as you know it, is not life at all.
What makes Your life as Yours?
What makes anything Yours?
Do you really find life as mine and theirs, his and hers?
For anything to be Yours, you need to be first. But are you? Look deeply within your self,
Is Your self, yours?
Are you prior to yourself?
Don’t say: “This is useless”, “a game of words”,
It is so, if you say it is so.
But if you dare to ask, deeply, wholly, for once in your life, you may find something extraordinary about “your” life.
A human being, in the world,
That is free to ask questions about his/her self,
Is like a stone that meets another stone and ignites a spark,
And the spark lights a fire within itself, that burns the idea of it being apart of itself,
And for the first and last time he meets the now as the now.
Now that is met by itself is eternity.
Not the word ‘eternity’, not the meaning of that word, but the end of all words, which is also the beginning of all words.
Can a word that doesn’t exist be said?
Can a beginning that last forever, ever end?
Unless your mind feels comfortable in the presence of self questioning,
It is going to protect the knowledge of itself, of yourself, and lock any chance for inner freedom.
All this is being written now, by itself.
You have given us Precious Wisdom!
Eternity … end of all words!
🙏🙏