A hard push and a man dies.
A subtle push and the world moves.
A hard push and a man dies.
A subtle push and the world moves.
A single word can unlock many doors.
Man is like a monkey. He finds a stick and hits the ground with it. Each time he hits the ground the world moves…
He finds a hole and throws a stone in it. Water burst out in waves…
He takes his stick and his stone and as he beats them together the world vibrates with cavernous clamor…
Filled with pride. The monkey stands straight up and cries with all his might “the world is mine !”
Yet he still fails to see he is standing on the back of a whale.
Consequence is perception of the late observer.
Consequence is what the child sees. For he is always late.
The Master does not mind consequence. The universe is.
(This one is harder to grasp than it seems)
Imagining doesn’t mean fake.
Imagining means experiencing.
Imagination is to living what sight is to a picture.
Soothing lie is door necessary for truth acquired be.
Always he fragment the whole it cannot grasp as it is.
At the door of the wormhole, seeing feels like being.
Feeling becomes external.
Being is absence.