Post by White Lotus on Jun 8, 2024 5:23:49 GMT
"That is perfect. This is perfect. Perfect comes from perfect. Take perfect from perfect, the remainder is perfect.
May peace and peace and peace be everywhere.
Whatever lives is full of the Lord. Claim nothing, enjoy, do not covet His property.
Then hope for a hundred years of life doing your duty. No other way can prevent deeds from clinging, proud as you are of your human life.
The Self is one. Unmoving, it moves faster than the mind. The senses lag, but Self runs ahead. Unmoving, it outruns pursuit. Out of Self comes the breath that is the life of all things.
Unmoving it moves; is far away, yet near; within all, outside of all.
Of a certainty the man who can see all creatures in himself, himself in all creatures, knows no sorrow.
How can a wise man, knowing the unity of life, seeing all creatures in himself, be deluded or sorrowful?
The Self is everywhere, without a body, without a shape, whole, pure, wise, all knowing, far shining, self-depending, all transcending; in the eternal procession assigning to every period its proper duty.
The Self is the ear of the ear, the eye of the eye. It is the mind of the mind, the speech of the speech, and the life of life. Not clinging to any of the senses, not attached to any thought in the mind, the wise become one with the deathless Self.
Eye cannot see It, tongue cannot utter It, mind cannot grasp it. There is no way to learn or teach It. In this all the ancient Masters agree."
May peace and peace and peace be everywhere.
Whatever lives is full of the Lord. Claim nothing, enjoy, do not covet His property.
Then hope for a hundred years of life doing your duty. No other way can prevent deeds from clinging, proud as you are of your human life.
The Self is one. Unmoving, it moves faster than the mind. The senses lag, but Self runs ahead. Unmoving, it outruns pursuit. Out of Self comes the breath that is the life of all things.
Unmoving it moves; is far away, yet near; within all, outside of all.
Of a certainty the man who can see all creatures in himself, himself in all creatures, knows no sorrow.
How can a wise man, knowing the unity of life, seeing all creatures in himself, be deluded or sorrowful?
The Self is everywhere, without a body, without a shape, whole, pure, wise, all knowing, far shining, self-depending, all transcending; in the eternal procession assigning to every period its proper duty.
The Self is the ear of the ear, the eye of the eye. It is the mind of the mind, the speech of the speech, and the life of life. Not clinging to any of the senses, not attached to any thought in the mind, the wise become one with the deathless Self.
Eye cannot see It, tongue cannot utter It, mind cannot grasp it. There is no way to learn or teach It. In this all the ancient Masters agree."