As we aspire to fulfill our dreams we steer away from unpleasant circumstance. We are afraid of death. We do not know what life is. We are attached to specific forms and are lost in the pursuit and maintenance of them in our lives. We believe that they are what we need. We do not notice how we seek them and how the way we seek them can make us blind, deluded and suffer. We do not notice how fearful and compulsive conditioned grasping does not fulfill us. We do not notice how this habit misses the point and is an act of confusing true satisfaction with something else. Something imaginary.
We are so convinced of our need to live by the maintenance of certain structures and so blinded by this habit, that we may entirely miss the point of being. We may entirely miss the present moment which is all that is real and all we can depend upon. We are so lost in our detached thinking that we cannot sense the reality of now. Our feeble senses that urge us to continue our imaginings are what remains of instinctual intuitive living sense of the present moment and whatever it entails. The point of being is that we are alive and that we may have something to do right now. Awake instinct and feeling automatically directs us to what is vitally important right now.
We confuse the significance of obtaining specific forms with the significance of being here right now. We believe this new car or this new state of mind will bring us peace and satisfaction, but they do not. We confuse the quality of how we imagine objects to be with a fully awake sense of now. Our confusion lies in the belief that these objects are separate individual forms and special because of their unique qualities. We miss the point in being caught up in the idea that they are separate forms. This is a dream. And, a confusion of our most basic senses. We turn what may be pure emptiness into a bedraggled rickshaw quanundrum. Complete nonsense. We assume that their is a point, that there is something steady when both of these maybe complete fictitious. We miss what may be here dancing in our imaginations and unskillfully performing in the world. We are awkward buffoons.
The truth may be that we do not see at all. Or that the world is one and we are one with it. Whatever it may be, the search for fulfillment in form leads to suffering and the realization of the impermanence of form is liberation from conditioned being. Form, not even our mortal life, will fulfill our ambition and desire. For these are empty of themselves. They too are imagined. Fulfillment lies in the realization of the inability to fulfill the mind through attachment to conditioned states. It truly is death of the self. The death of grasping. When we are, we are something else than an idea.
We are living beings here and now. We do have desires and we do have feelings, but they are not separate from the world. They are the world. We are One. Undivided in God Consciousness Eternal and everlasting. We are unknown to the egoic world. The world of separation. We are the living now and we need not think about what we need to do to be fulfilled or survive. We do think about what we need to do to be fulfilled or survive. It is irrelevant what it is and relevant that it is.
We are so attached to the notions we have of what is important. Yet we are so full of doubt. We are so full of blindness. We are rambling around without a clue of what is truly important, yet it stares at us in the face always. We are so caught up in the world, in such disarray, such fear and worry that we will not listen to ourselves and we will not listen to our conscience. We know what we need to do, but we are lost in the chaos of our lives. The direction we are going is wrong, yet it is right in that it is. In that it is going somewhere and all roads lead the awakening of the self. The truth is that the sound of the trees and the blood in our veins are the way of the world. And that dancing in the rain will never lead to unblemished life. We are wet and damp and sick with a cold. Cutting away the irrelevancies is the key to success. We must get rid of what is unimportant and not real if we are to see what is here, who we are, and what is important. Focusing on specific things alone will not fulfill us. We must recognize that we are fulfilled as we are now.
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