Tuesday, 4 September 2012
Before the conditioned thought was the gaze into that becoming what is. Thought lost it's association to the origin of all things, seperating and dividing into the world of things, but you are not a thing, things cannot define you.
Posted by Steve Ford at 10:14
Beloved consciousness, the greatest recognition. Consciousness immitating the origin, merging, becoming one. One then sees from that. I am that. Realisation without thought or feeling, direct ecperience, the suchness of itself unto itself.
Posted by Steve Ford at 03:48