a slave of desires

when thought is not interfering...there is nothing wrong...ever...
but becuse thought has been given the authority of a king...
man has become a slave of desires...

the wheels of the world

the wheels of the world does not affect you if you are apart from it...
only if you reach out and grab a spoke things starts turning you...

beauty

when one understands beauty......then evrything is understod...
but if beauty is not understod pefectly...one will be seeking high and low... lost in the lands of the dual-mind......

socks on a crazy horse

how do think you can see clearly what is,
when every thought around runs away with your eyes,
like they where a pair of socks on a crazy horse...
give your light to this,
and all problems will run away by themselves...

the ultimate truth is what you are

one can never come closer to the ultimate truth because the ultimate truth is what you are...
when one takes oneself for what one is not then every step from there is taken in blindness...

choiceless seeing...the way and taste of love

clear seeing is the total acceptance of all that is...just as it is...
it is this choiceless seeing that is the way and taste of love...

outside my window...

the rain is coming down from the sky
nobody brought it up there...
nobody is bringing it down...
it is all happening of its own...
the body is like one of those falling drops...
right from the start its heading for the end...
there is no way to prevent it...and there is no need...
let it fall...freely...as a drop of rain...

desires can only be temporarely satisfied

ships may come...stay...and go...some better some worse...sooner or later all ships will sink...meaning...desires can only be temporarely satisfied...but there is more to life than the hunger for ships...and it depends on no ship whatsoever....

in th middle of what is...is happiness

in the middle of suffering there is happiness...
in the middle of fear there is happiness...
in the midle of anything...there is always happiness....
just go deep into the middle of what is...and you will find happiness...

beyond

asking for explanations will only keep your eyes closed...
dont get imprisoned with noises (concepts)...
be that pureness beyond everything...
beyond all names and all forms

the path of essence

the path for me...is who I am...and also the goal......the essence of myself that is...many words can be used to describe it...but they will all just be words...not the essence itself...

the sweet fruit whitin

as long as one takes the shell to be all-important...
the sweet fruit whitin is ignored...

pure being

only remain with pure being...
and dont leave it for the world...
even if all glittering is offered...
...see...the glittering is nothing...

just dont grab what appears

you cannot go beyond the mind...because you are already beyond the mind...only because of wrong identification you ignore this...you dont have to let go of anything...just dont grab what appears...what appears and disappears is not you...you are the seer behind everything that is coming and going...

be free...and a light to everything

as long as there is attachment to the movements of the mind
there will be appearent ups and downs...
nights and days...is dependent of the sun...
but the sun is not dependent of the nights and the days...
be like the sun...free...and a light to everything

what goes up must come down

from the personal point of view...there is a million things to do...
but it all comes down to climbing up and away from pain...
and falling down again...this buisness is all the person ever cares about...some moments of reliefe is longer than others but they all comes to an end...sooner or later...all the person can do is to close the eyes to this fact and continue on the same road for as long as one wants to feed a life of blindness....

the dream

when the dream is taken to be real...
looking for a bridge to cross the river of pain...
will look like a really good idea...
but for some reason the perfect bridge is never found...
why ?
...because all bridges are made of marmelade...
one gets stuck at the bridge instead of crossing it...
and with time all marmelade grow mouldy...

the non-existing game

thats the common game...the life of the non-existing entities...trying to climb just a little higher on the non-existing roap from hell...hell is what they want...hell is what they get...roap is what they search...roap is what they hope to find...its all just a trying to avoid the non-existing hell...the game...blindness

just being

no efforts for direction
no striving for anything
just being

I am the light

for over twenty years I took myself for a body in a world...this game of self-identification is everything to most people...they dont know thier own light...so they search for glimpses of happiness where ever the mind directs...release all weights and you will be flying above all things...

the sorrow-man

the man of sorrow is a hollow shell of darkness...
he travels the lands and the seas for anything
that appears to reflect the beams of the sun...
his life is a long and more or less painful road
with short moments of pleasure...
this road is all he knows...
all he has...all he is...
the sorrow-man
...that is not even real but only an appearance

glittering appears because of light

why look for apparent light-moments or light-things in the land of the mind...when there is nothing but darkness there...
its because of you being pure light itself that the things of the mind is glittering before you...without your light there would be no glittering...
its all right to shine your light everywhere...you cant help it...but there is no point in focusing your attention on what is shoned at...you only get lost in the mind...
abide in thy light...and watch the light give life to the mind...

total freedom

when one is not concerned with the mind and its world...
one is totaly free...and in that freedom, love comes like a wind from whitin ...thats the light that shines over all...over the mind and its creations...abide in that and stay aware...and you will know that there is nothing to learn...

freedom from the unreal

abide in self attention

when there is the reflex to focus on something...
then only leave that reflex to itself and abide in self attention...

attachment to the unreal leads away from the real

if there is attachment to something... that very attachment is a going away from your real and natural nature... and that is taking oneself for what one is not...

attention of what you are is the way to paradise

how can anyone find the way to paradise...
when all looking for it...is ignoring it...