SCRIPTURES RIDDIM FULL
But tonight I have taken back my lot, my existence, my full Being and the world has become empty and null.The world is a skeleton of my own ideas animated by the light of my Being.
I’m not in the world, and not of it, at least not tonight.The world has drained me out of my Being to fund its own being the being of the world is borrowed from me. I know this, that our separation is only as solid as the fabric of my belief in that separation.I am apart from you only to the extent that I am.ACT III (The Ascent)I have become world-loose again warm and detached, I am nearing the sun that melts the shackles of these cunning appearances.I have a foot in, a foot out an elusive essence and a human mask, a wavelength and a momentum. You are the object of all desires, and yet eternally united and even identified with the things that desire you. Let’s love even the serpent for the sake of all sweet transgressions.Come to me my love, my lost paradise.
SCRIPTURES RIDDIM FREE
We are still in the garden of Eden but dreaming of being fallen and thrown into time and labor.Let’s hold our roots together, let us become that garden again where the Adam and the Eve in us roamed free of forms and veils. I wish time and space would vanish for a moment so we could unite again.I am so weary of this separation, weary of this face that has imprisoned the true nature of what’s recognized in our sublime encounter.O’ beloved! We are a whole dreaming it has fallen apart. There’s a seeing that shows and a seeing that hides.She is near and far, here and there, a yes and a no.I want her by my side. But I am blinded by what I’ve taken to be seeing. ~It is that time again, to march toward that which calls me, to slide into that hidden dimension.~It is that time again, to break free of all conceptions and return to that beloved dimensionless point in which everywhen and everywhere is concentrated*.It is that time again, to give the master a second visit.ACT II (The Recollection)This veil! It is transparent, and the beloved in plain sight. ~I must return once again to that blessed ground, so that I may sneak out through the sliding doors and re-emerge in the field where I am no more. In the myriad universes of thought and creation I Alone Am.”ĪCT I (The Invitation) It is that time again, to give the master a visit. I permeate and interpenetrate all things. “I am infinite, imperishable, Self-luminous, Self-existent, I am without beginning or end, I am birthless, deathless, without change or decay. He sees the infinite Self in all, and all in the infinite Self, which is his being. The further existence of his body and the world appears to the Jñāni as an illusion, which he cannot remove, but which no longer deceives him.Īfter the death of this body, as in life, he remains where and what he eternally is, the first principle of all beings and things:ĭeath cannot touch him, cravings cannot torture him, sins do not stain him he is free from all desire and suffering. He is firmly established in his own Absolute Existence-Knowledge-Bliss true nature. For a Jñāni who has realized the identity of his inner being with the infinite Brahman there is no rebirth, no migration, and no liberation.
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