Things go by and things go on.
There are many different spiritual teachers here, some are good, some are not. Not everything can fit to one's mind, some think that this is good, some think that that is good. Still there is so much mind involved. The ultimate truth everybody have to find on his own, but still hardly anybody got enlighten without help from outside. Enlightenment is a gift from the divine. There is a lot of discipline involved in all that different spiritual schools here, not everything can be achieved by just sitting. There is a lot to do.
The person I like most always say, we were born with happiness, but the orientation on the outside world had made us miserable. We hurt each other, so I do by writing these lines, because they are still not full and overflowing with love. I or we like to hurt each other, we expect, we do not like, we like, sadomasochistic practices hidden in the culture. Everywhere borders in society, how somebody without borders can be happy in such a world. The aim of every religion is to find God (or whatever you want to call it), but there is fundamental mistake. When God want to be on earth, he will not be able to survive in our outside world! Because this energy is without borders and limits, I am so small in comparison, but it is possible. So in the outside world he would be very sad, because of all that limits. We make us miserably, may some enjoy this life, but I do not. What stand the religion for? It is all locked up, no way out. Just a big war or the apocalypse can us bring back to this basic values in society, when we do not act. Everywhere I feel, that the truth wants to be discovered, but I feel also, that the evil powers are on destruction. These powers are hiding in the books, hiding in the very basic thinking that just "one" thing is true, that just one's religion is truth. There would be hardly any reason for suppression, if there would not be the religions of books. "But is is our culture".... but the culture made me miserable....
So I think, what to do!
The thing is to get rid of all that stupid things. How I can get rid off that, I have to bring my mind back to zero, to restart it completely. Also to forget about all the things, what made me miserable, fill it up with something called love. But this is not the love, everybody is thinking of.
There is nothing interesting there.
The love lies far beond the imagination I have.
Freitag, 16. April 2010
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