Thursday, August 9, 2012

this tiny thing called life

this tiny thing called life, the self created and bound to the distinctions of the flesh. how can anyone survive in such restricted dimension. the truth is inexhaustible, once found it flourishes dancing like flame through the illusion of life.seeking brings pain and discomfort even as it quiets the mind the world becomes louder and more painful. the truth has no awareness of life, no connection to what is known as the world. rather it infuses the entire consciousness with existence and expansion, as if the entire universe were the motive and force of existence and not just this small ponit of view.what is goes beyond this world, this thought this persistent delusion. yes evolution is coming, yes it wont look like anything you want or asked for. the world is a pressure cooker, lives are the fuel, everything is changing to produce the next  mutation. air food water thought all are the tools of the divine, and each is being contorted and stretched to create compression, for its not the perfection that creates evolution but the sure experience of pain and suffering that brings a species to the very edge of survival and threatens the life of its children without mercy. that brings forth the new species, the one that can survive any cataclysm, not being attached to the physical, not a being of earth and fire but of light and unity with the cosmic consciousness of the universe and connected to the force of the unmanifest that brings all matter into and out of existence. who would ride that train, knowing none will survive, that all life will be destroyed by the very dark forces we fear, that this too must be embraced and loved and accepted as the tools of the divine and not the end but the the beginning of the transformation of life to universal truth, from flesh to spirit, from the victim of this tiny world to the creator of all experiences. that change is not the pretty walk in the park or love fest of the fairies, its the death of all that is and the rising of a new consciousness from the ashes .

1 comment:

  1. Hi Tom, I enjoy your writings. You and Sat Shree must be in tune with the turnings of the times as tonight he spoke of the "lower consciousness" and how to transform it - going into the darkness of fear.
    Thanks for you inspiration.
    Love,
    Gayatri (Brianna, currently living in Washoe)

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