The quest..

 

A quest

Begins in story

And may end 

In this story:

Emptiness

Appears as  

Quest 

Without beginning

Or end...

What-is-happening..

 

What-is-happening..

Can feel like

Freedom..

The freedom is

Often hidden by

Invested stories of

Seeking and finding and

Seeking and finding..

Which seem to

Continue until

The story of 

What-is-happening

Spontaneously

Writes itself...

Hope and hopelessness...

Hope

Belongs

To an assumed

Separation..

With 

Waiting..with

Expectation..

This story may

Introduce

Hopelessness..

Which exposes

The hopelessness

Of separation and

Of hope..

Hopelessness 

Undresses as

Wholeness

Already..and

Appears as hope

As the story ends...

Finally enough...

 

Finally enough..

The search may 

Be exhausting..

There was the

Dedication

The right and

Wrong turns..

A journey of

Joys and bruises..

A story proceeding

To a dead stop..!

For some..exposing

The beauty of

Finally enough

Already...

Becoming...

 

Becoming is a story about the future..and is already This..

The end of the road...

 

The end of 

The road..

A sense of

Futility arising

In a story

Of expected

Fulfillment..

Seeking 

Which seems

In this pause

On the road

Unending.. 

Yet fearfully

And wonderfully

Fulfillment

Has already 

Appeared as

The road...

Not-knowing...

 

Not-knowing

Can appear as

A story of

Knowing..

Seen then that

Not-knowing is

All knowing..

Knowing belongs

To the individual

Who is a storied

Character who

Knows...

No escape...(Tim Cliss)

 

Gratitude...

 

Gratitude

Appears in

This season..

Expressions of

Thanks for

Many things in

Everything..

A new message

Might reveal:

Everything is

Not a thing..

But a story of

Gratitude

As Love..

Work..

 

Confinement in

Work..is found

In a dream of

Doing..

Waiting for the

Finishing bell..

But really it is

Waiting for the

End of waiting

Which ended

Already...

Story of separation..

 

Simultaneity

Of life and death

Appears in

The imagined

Story of their 

Separation..

The story may have

This episode: 

A sudden seeing 

Of the wholeness

Of life

Appearing as

Death...

Untethered..

 

Untethered

IS..when it is

Emptily seen

That the

One untethered

Was never tethered

And never was...

Flying in ancient forests...

 

Rings

Appear in wood

Grain..seemingly

Marking time..

Time slowly

Moving

Beginning in an

Ancient forest..

Not separated from

A bird in this

Moment..and a

Story of her flight

In that forest...

Appearances...

 

Appearances

In non dual lingo

Result from a

Model story of 

This and that..

Simply:

This appears as

That..

Spontaneously

Paradoxically

Not-knowingly

Unbelievably..

And mysteriously:

Appearances...

November bleakness...

 

November

Bleakness..

The fullness and 

Warmth of

The earlier season

Seemingly passing..

An annual story

Recycled with

The question of

Permanence.. 

Finding..perhaps

The paradox of

Life as

Brilliant 

Fullness and 

Bleakness...

Fences are stories..

 

Fences

Are icons

Of separation

Seeming to

Divide what

Cannot be

Divided..

Fences 

Write stories

Without which

No story

Can be told..

Fences are

Stories arising

Beautifully 

Empty...

The not-two difference...

 

The not-two

Difference..

Some say 

A shift

Of perspective..

But there's no

Perspective..

Not-two is a

Paradoxical

Story of

Deception..

Uncovered by

Everyone as 

No one...

Fractal dancing...

 

Similarity

Appearing as

Difference..

Fractal dancing..

Heisenberg...

 The Nobel Prize in Physics was awarded to Werner Karl Heisenberg (1901-1976) "for the creation of quantum mechanics". Due to his profound interests in Indian spirituality and his calm nature, Werner Heisenberg was nicknamed “the Buddha” among scientists.

Here are some remarkable quotes from him:

"After the conversations about Indian philosophy, some of the ideas of Quantum Physics that had seemed so crazy suddenly made much more sense."

"It will never be possible by pure reason to arrive at some absolute truth."

"By getting to smaller and smaller units, we do not come to fundamental or indivisible units. But we do come to a point where further division has no meaning. Separation of the observer from the phenomenon to be observed is no longer possible. There is a fundamental error in separating the parts from the whole, the mistake of atomizing what should not be atomized. Unity and complementarity constitute reality."

"I think that modern physics has definitely decided in favor of Plato. In fact, the smallest units of matter are not physical objects in the ordinary sense; they are forms, ideas which can be expressed unambiguously only in mathematical language. The ontology of materialism rested upon the illusion that the kind of existence, the direct "actuality" of the world around us, can be extrapolated into the atomic range. This extrapolation is impossible, however. If you look into the subatomic realm, you discover that our world consists of spiritual structures of incredible beauty."

"In the history of science, ever since the famous trial of Galileo, it has repeatedly been claimed that scientific truth cannot be reconciled with the religious interpretation of the world. Although I an now convinced that scientific truth is unassailable in its own field, I have never found it possible to dismiss the content of religious thinking as simply part of an outmoded phase in the consciousness of mankind, a part we shall have to give up from now on; Thus in the course of my life, I have repeatedly been compelled to ponder on the relationship of these two regions of thought, for I have never been able to doubt the reality of that to which they point."

"The existing scientific concepts cover always only a very limited part of reality, and the other part that has not yet been understood is infinite."

"The reality we can put into words is never reality itself. What we observe is not nature itself, but nature exposed to our method of questioning."

"Nature is made in such a way as to be able to be understood. Or perhaps I should put it, more correctly, the other way around, and say that we are made in such a way as to be able to understand Nature."

"The first gulp from the glass of natural sciences will turn you into an atheist, but at the bottom of the glass, God is waiting for you."

"THIS is a story"

 

"THIS"

Is a story

An explosive 

Story

Told by no one..

A shift

Cutting through

Ancient parades

Of nuances of

Religions and

Philosophical

Points of view..

History itself..

It's all story..

A storied

Revolution

And not...

Those names appearing..

 

Those names

I/me/we/they

Stand as stalwarts

In lives of believed

Separation..

When perceptions

Shift..all

Appears as before

With a not-two

Difference..

How now to use

Those names..?

An accident waiting to happen...

 

Separation

Marks everyone 

As someone..

An autonomous

Person..the actor

Among actors on

A familiar stage..

A suggestion that

This is a story

An empty story

May be an accident

Waiting to happen

To no one...

"No one.."

 

All the nonduality speaker who says there is ‘no one’ ever means is that there is no autonomous separate entity apart from the seamless aliveness of all that appears. They simply realize that there is no solidity, no foundation, no explanation, no separation in whatever seems to be happening. But that is not, as some seem to imagine, the end of human feeling and perception. ~~Miranda Warren

Above is an excerpt from:

https://thisterriblelove.blogspot.com/2022/11/every-heart-to-love-will-come-but-like.html?fbclid=IwAR2O0TmzB2fMUeUKYUVcpC0fB9DGSGBJasEyrTxVEl87rzKuPZ-ZrA3Rqbs

Gaps and fences..

 

Gaps

And fences are

Told as exceptions

To make wholeness

All good and

Perfect..

Seemingly

Overlooking the

Immediacy of

Wholeness as

Not-two..

Giving way to

Judgement and

Compassion as

Architects of

Wholeness..

Not-two thus

Appears as two...

The ordinary..

 

The ordinary

Suggesting

Extraordinary..

Suggesting

What is..and

Veiling:

What is not

Appearing

As what is..

A story

Awaiting a

Shake-up

Or not...

Through the glass darkly...

 

Through the

Glass darkly..

An oldie

But goodie..

The glass

Is not dark

Or light

There is

No glass at all..

There is a

Story starring

A character 

Believing

She is 

Waiting for

The dawn...

Peace that passes understanding...

 

Peace 

That passes

Understanding..

The end

Of searching

Apparently..

This story

Of many

Engaged for

Days or years..

Searching for

The end of

Understanding

Which may

Simultaneously

Appear as

Peace...

Nature's storied beauty...

 

Nature

Appears as

Everything..

There's

No end to

Everything..

Not one

Or many

Things..

No thing

At all..

Nature's

Storied

Beauty...

Line of light...

 

The Line 

Of light

Is neutral

And free..yet

Seeming to vary

One way and

Another..

The seeming is

The appearance

Of everything

As the line

Remains 

Neutral and free

In this

Brief story...

Background and foreground...

 

Background

Appears as

Foreground..

Background of

Nothing appears

As foreground 

Of everything..

Everything seen

And not seen

Is background

Of nothing..

A story of 

Seeing

Apparently...

The Leap...

 

The Leap

From you

To no-you

Is not

A leap...