the nature of reality is so pure in my heart, in my spirit and in my body. though my mind seems to get in the way of my peace with it. i wish to let my thoughts be. i yearn not to yearn and i wish not to wish. in my conceptions that i am close to tasting something, i do not realize the sweetness that sits dissolving on my tongue. what i reach for already sits comfortably in my palm. already i am the essence of being. the body is the earth, the perpetual energetic processes, marriages and feuds of the universe. the systems striving for equilibrium, each component the most integral and central part of the universe in its own right. in each interaction, in each experience, there lies the single most important happening, contributing with utmost sincerity to the perpetuation of the present. i look out, i see the whole universe. nothing exists beyond what i see. and everything exists within the smallest frame of vision. the beauty that you see lies purely inside your own capacity for processing it. in fuelling your body with food, what is at one point seen as an entirely separate entity to yourself is consumed and becomes the processes of transformation that make up your being. similarly, as you take in your environment, your processing and consummation of the “external” world then becomes the nature of your consciousness. your witnessing perpetuates the present, and calls the universe into existence. just as your environment fuels the continuation of your processes, your processes fuel the continuation of your environment. just as th barriers between the consumer and the consumed dissipate through physical interactions with nutrients, barriers between the witnessing and the witnessed dissipate through their interactions with and upholding of each other. knowing this is really unknowing it. it is to let your conscious mind be quieted. to relinquish thoughts of self, to unlearn projections of self-preservation that the mind carries with it. to truly know, in this sense, is not to know. to let go of thought and of distinction and perceived control, to identify with the beautifully effortless processes that take place within your being.
“the word is not the thing”
society is based on illusory systems of structure, compartmentalization and organization. labelling things as things, taking away their capacity to be all things. by giving something a label or an identity, we create illusions of differentiation, of division and of independence. by labelling a sprout a sprout, it is no longer the seed. by labelling a tree, it is no longer a sprout. by labelling a branch it is no longer a tree, but is part of a tree. by creating a table from that branch and labelling it a table, it is no longer the branch. without labelling and compartmentalization, we can see that the table is also simply a continuation of the seed. the table is evolution, is change, is transformation. just as the fruit that sits in a bowl on the table is the transformation of a similar seed. just as the human that sits, relishing the fruit of the tree becomes the fruit that they consume. here we can see that in one moment, the seed is simultaneously the fruit, the table and the human. so the seed is not a seed at all. the seed is perpetuation, an energetic process, an infinitude of processes that is, in each moment, the centre of existence. the seed is the fruit from which it fell, it is the soil in which it sits, it is the rain that nourishes it, the sun to which it reaches. so in each moment, a seed is not a seed. a seed is transformation, a seed is its capacity to be a table, to be a fruit, to be a human. a table is a changed seed. a seed is a changed fruit. a fruit is a changed rain cloud, a rain cloud is a changed lake, a lake is a changed glacier. and without the redundancy of labels, all that is left is change and transformation: the force of life itself. perpetuation. continuation of the present. all there is, is isness. and all isness is, is the moment.