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The Infinite Within



Wisdom is such a light—
it never gets entangled in time's battlefield.
It has no beginning, no end.
Words cannot touch it,
understanding finds no comparison with it.
Still, I will try to speak some observations.

Think—
that perfect moment of peace just before falling asleep.
When nothing remains,
when at last body and mind grow tranquil,
dissolving into empty vastness—
releasing all burdens of thought,
before sinking into eternal dream.

This space of emptiness is always present—
this infinite transparent light-consciousness,
silent presence.

Yet within this silence
all possibilities are born—
countless possibilities responding to circumstance,
infinite emergences and dissolutions.

Everything happens
with inherent intelligence, wisdom,
and perfect timing—
this too is but a dream.

But please, believe nothing I say;
for external belief is life's greatest obstacle.

For one moment
forget everything.
Your story, your identity—

none of it is true.
Surrender all to the "unknown,"
until every thought comes to rest in stillness.

When the mind is solitary, empty of thought,
where there are no concepts, no attachments—
then the ego releases its hold
over eternal consciousness.

In that very moment truth awakens—
which has no beginning, no end.
Miraculous grace then reveals

the secret teachings,
where all fullness is manifest,
nothing remains incomplete.
We are only one step away,
one nano-second's distance—
from that moment.
All are equally called to this moment.

May we welcome this timelessness
with the very next breath we release.
No need to wait.
Waiting has never helped anyone.

Nowhere will any words remain.
Then, the next day—
you will wake with this body,
with its needs, its pain and weariness.
Yet within will be a new perspective
that cannot be expressed in words,
that has no comparison.

Walking the right path,
you will go out again to work in time's fields.
Still, you will try—
to live a conscious, joyful life.
You will remain true to your truth...
whatever the circumstances—this journey of yours
is no attachment, no condition.

You will live in insight and love.
You will practice truth,
follow the path of a compassionate heart.
And with a cheerful spirit remain ever aware that—
all this is but a dream.
Nothing is separate,
nothing is ignorance.
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