Mal12345
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- Apr 19, 2011
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Dear Friend,
Without love, we "are" nothing.
For what we call consciousness, and what we call love, are one in the
self-same thing.
We fail to perceive this reality owing to the demands made upon us by
the source of our very being. Which source itself we (necessarily)
deny.
For we believe we are self-made on the one hand, or we believe we are
the by products of our parents copulation on the other. Metaphysical
vs. physical.
Both of which ideas are centered in the ignorance of our very true
being.
There is no dream in the absence of a dreamer. No beliefs absent a
believer.
We have come to confuse ourselves with the matrix of our spiritual
production.
That is to say, we sleep, and we do so deeply. And we dream ourselves
as being.
And I say let us sleep, and let us do so deeply, until we awaken.
Which we will.
For it is only upon the awakening from a dream that the dreamer of it
can taste the unspeakable magnificance and beauty of the meaning of
the whole affair.
Do some think I err? I tell you a truth. Nearly all think I err. But I
err not.
I know of what I speak of. And the silence from which my speech
arises.
But brilliance itself is regulated to the limitation of dullness in
terms of the mind heart and soul beholding it.
Thus to a fool I am a fool. To a master I am a master. To the pure I
am pure.
I am all things to all people.
As are you.
Now in order for such a thing as conditioning to exist, there must be
such a thing as unconditioning to exist equally, yes? Polarity
demands it.
What then is it, that is unconditioned?
Within you?
And within me?
I tell you a truth, the answer to this most beautiful and
profound question will set both you and I, (and our entire respective
worlds), free.
But let us tread slowly here my friend. For we are mere men, and this
is a question belonging to the gods.
We scarcely have the right to ask it.
Love,
Larry Allen
Without love, we "are" nothing.
For what we call consciousness, and what we call love, are one in the
self-same thing.
We fail to perceive this reality owing to the demands made upon us by
the source of our very being. Which source itself we (necessarily)
deny.
For we believe we are self-made on the one hand, or we believe we are
the by products of our parents copulation on the other. Metaphysical
vs. physical.
Both of which ideas are centered in the ignorance of our very true
being.
There is no dream in the absence of a dreamer. No beliefs absent a
believer.
We have come to confuse ourselves with the matrix of our spiritual
production.
That is to say, we sleep, and we do so deeply. And we dream ourselves
as being.
And I say let us sleep, and let us do so deeply, until we awaken.
Which we will.
For it is only upon the awakening from a dream that the dreamer of it
can taste the unspeakable magnificance and beauty of the meaning of
the whole affair.
Do some think I err? I tell you a truth. Nearly all think I err. But I
err not.
I know of what I speak of. And the silence from which my speech
arises.
But brilliance itself is regulated to the limitation of dullness in
terms of the mind heart and soul beholding it.
Thus to a fool I am a fool. To a master I am a master. To the pure I
am pure.
I am all things to all people.
As are you.
Now in order for such a thing as conditioning to exist, there must be
such a thing as unconditioning to exist equally, yes? Polarity
demands it.
What then is it, that is unconditioned?
Within you?
And within me?
I tell you a truth, the answer to this most beautiful and
profound question will set both you and I, (and our entire respective
worlds), free.
But let us tread slowly here my friend. For we are mere men, and this
is a question belonging to the gods.
We scarcely have the right to ask it.
Love,
Larry Allen