If you squeeze an orange you get orange juice,
but when you squeeze a person you get anger,
frustration, bitterness, resentment…
Let’s not judge by appearances,
but be brave in seeing that the “me”
we identify as is simply a belief,
held together by unaware mental effort.
Life is a mystery, not a problem to be solved.
Human muscles can only contract,
in order to invite movement;
learn to relax, and risk
to consider the lie of “me”
as a separate-self.
A message to no-one: wake up, embrace friendship
to gently outgrow the kindergarten of me and you.
you determine how you see “me”.
“Finally, brothers and sisters,
whatever is true, whatever is noble,
whatever is right, whatever is pure,
whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable
—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—
think about such things.”
Having friends in this
world of educated darkness
Waking up from the me-dream
is not easy; no doer can do it.
Your own thoughts and feelings
are always from the past;
what are you, here and now?
Gratitude for the gift of friendship;
to risk to relax the me-bubble;
to have a safe space to even
throw a tamper tantrum, if it happens.
Not to come back to the senses,
but to effortlessly know the truth.
Negative (psychological) feelings are nothing bad.
They need to be felt for what they are,
in order to leave the system.
Words fall short.
Life As Art.
Not the peace in the person,
but the peace from the person.
Don’t waste this gift,
“me” is not “I am”,
but “I” appears as “me”.
what do I really know beyond doubt?