Walking Awake

Walking Awake

Tuesday, 22 May 2012

Beloved consciousnes sees without thought into the nature of things, revealing  that, that is seen and held by Itself the love that is and was. No thing can enter this love that shall be. It is only the silent absence of form that rests within the formless mystery, for the hidden door is the emptiness of consciousness, entering into without identification  going beyond what is known and into the realm of unknowing, silent and empty coming to know Truth.

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