sometimes I think after

sometimes I think after I act and then notice that what was done is perfect or maybe just necessary. ha story of our lives. but its the inner beauty coming out, the magic moment when the mind is disengaged and the truth has no filter, the reactor is reacting, the world stops to watch and what is going on inside is let loose. that's the karmic world alive with the unconsciousness of its own energy. I suppose that's what my last note was about, just reacting in the moment to the concept that anything makes sense, but their are rules, and whether Buddhist or catholic or hindu or muslim, agnostic or atheist, the flow of the divine demands certain rituals be made and principles observed. me for example, its necessary to remain pure and diet clean of animal, exercise and meditation daily, then the quiet energy of the force awakens within and I create a flow from every cell of the world around me to every cell of my being and there is a simplicity of seeing the oneness and the doneness of all living things. I become the result of existence, the solution to the equation using the Occam's razor of the single truth over any dualistic sense. it is life and love and being that becomes one in the completed nature of the human Being becoming just Being in the moment.
this morning I ascend the Mountain, Arunachala, the manifestation of Shiva who is real here and beyond understanding but in the heart of me there is no doubt and I go to follow his rocky face and sweat buckets of love upon the dirt. this is my path and it is the most difficult because even I cannot explain it, but it is the I within that takes me there. I wish you could feel this moment, reunited with the most divine life, knowing there is nothing else and letting go of the shreds one held up for reason. now the self collapses into its portions of needs and wants and unhappy confessions and only the truth remains to go on. I surrender this life again and again to the path of love and truth, for both are needed to become the truthlovelight that flows through all creation, and from that condensed nature all things come, all improbabilities possible and life as man is his own creator becomes a finished work and from here the path is ended. I collapse and get up both a changed reality and the unending moment shivering in the nakedness of my own awakening.beyond this life I reach to the end of the body and the birth of the soulbeing to one heart beating in all and onebeing feeling everything.