the world now, two opposing mad ideas canceling each other out

The world now: two opposing mad ideas, canceling each other out.  One, the mad idea of worldly things staying exactly the same,  as they have been made from the very beginning.  The other, the mad idea of worldly things progressing  towards their ideal, perfected manifestation.  Like so, the dream called world ends.  Light of reality … Continue reading the world now, two opposing mad ideas canceling each other out

The world = images + words

The world = images + words This image is made of meaningless pixels This word is made of meaningless sounds The ego is made of meaningless sensations and tiny elements of space Let pixels drift apart Let sounds drift apart Let sensations fall apart Easy gentle as breathing May particles return to space Only space … Continue reading The world = images + words

Planet Garden and the House of Light ~ a children’s story

There is a beautiful planet garden Somewhere in space. In this garden there is a house A house of light, where joy and peace reign. Inside the house live Mother and Father and their children. Inside the house, A great bountiful table Filled with fruits of the orchards and gardens. One day, some children ask … Continue reading Planet Garden and the House of Light ~ a children’s story

What is information? A question which must be answered not in words but through direct observation

It's what we see. It's what we hear. It's what we touch. It's the foundation of the world as we know it. It's colors. It's sounds. It's images. It's words. It's meanings, semantics mind associated to images, to words. It's pixels. It's digits. It's bytes. It's sequences of one and zero, of light and darkness. … Continue reading What is information? A question which must be answered not in words but through direct observation

“but it had been seen and the wonder of it remains” ~ passage from Krishnamurti’s Notebook

"There was a patch of blue sky between two vast, endless clouds; it was a clear, startling blue, so soft and penetrating. It would be swallowed up in a few minutes and it would disappear pear forever. No sky of that blue would ever be seen again. It had been raining most of the night … Continue reading “but it had been seen and the wonder of it remains” ~ passage from Krishnamurti’s Notebook