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A dream that cannot be held, only known
by Brian Thompson.
The universe’s centre is everywhere, with its circumference nowhere.
It is infinite, as are we. We have no centre, despite our ego’s inference that we are limited to the body and confined by the mind.
What this means is that all things are the centre of the universe, which alternatively means that there is no centre at all, but rather just a continuously changing and interdependent co-arising of temporary manifestations. All things affecting all things. In truth, All things ARE All things. None is greater than or more important than any other, nor is any apparent thing less significant.
There is only Absolute Unity, with no division whatsoever. This is the non-duality of All that Is.
Just as the universe is beginning-less and end-less, so too are we, for our apparent consciousness is birth-less. It was not born, it arose. It appeared, no different than a ripple arising on the surface of the sea.
Consciousness awoke and we opened our eyes, revealing a world that was already there—just as our apparent body was, awaiting us to perceive all of its sensory sensations.
The truth of our reality is beyond the scope of human perception, it is timeless and eternal. It is deathless—and so too are we. I do not speak of the body, nor the mind. I speak of the true Self that is presently aware of these words; the consciousness that is cognizing the seeing that punctuates your present presence of beingness.
Just as the eye cannot see itself and how the tongue cannot taste itself, the finite human mind can never truly comprehend that which is infinite.
Nevertheless, we are the infinite and eternal presence of aware knowingness. We are a verb, not a noun. We are the knowing, but not anything we appear to know.
Every moment is spontaneous, raw and new, never again to be repeated. It is unplanned, unrepeated and unscheduled. Every particle is part of the whole, with no division between any of its apparent parts, with every apparent element and every apparent thing forever transitioning and transforming, continuously dissolving and re-creating into something new.
No thing is static, no thing is still. We are the wave that is waving, the breeze that is blowing—the dream that is dreaming.
Philosophers stone – selected views from the boat http://philosophers-stone.co.uk
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