"How does it feel
To be on your own
No direction known
A complete unknown?" - Dylan
How does it feel, this realization so sought after with bated spiritual breath? It feels global, omnipresent and omnidirectional, without center and without limit. It is sensing without objectivizing, it is void, vacant, yet vibrant, apprehended both empty and full at once (though ultimately neither, which can be understood intellectually as well as intuitively). It begins in abandonment, surrender and acceptance, and it ends in complete equanimity, utter peace, regardless of the freak show thrown up on the screen by the body-mind. It is a warm hearth midst the storming world. I watch my personality roil with emotion and respond conditionally to situations, like a fire flaring up even as it consumes the last of its fuel, but I am not this personality. I am the place in which a fire burns without consuming what I am. I am not a part of something bigger because I am not apart.
To be on your own
No direction known
A complete unknown?" - Dylan
How does it feel, this realization so sought after with bated spiritual breath? It feels global, omnipresent and omnidirectional, without center and without limit. It is sensing without objectivizing, it is void, vacant, yet vibrant, apprehended both empty and full at once (though ultimately neither, which can be understood intellectually as well as intuitively). It begins in abandonment, surrender and acceptance, and it ends in complete equanimity, utter peace, regardless of the freak show thrown up on the screen by the body-mind. It is a warm hearth midst the storming world. I watch my personality roil with emotion and respond conditionally to situations, like a fire flaring up even as it consumes the last of its fuel, but I am not this personality. I am the place in which a fire burns without consuming what I am. I am not a part of something bigger because I am not apart.
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