“Then I looked on all the works that my hands had wrought, and on the labour that I had laboured to do: and, behold, all was vanity and vexation of spirit, and there was no profit under the sun.” Ecclesiastes,the Holy Bible.
Don’t tell me your tales of triumph and glory – did you forget that everything ends?
This world is a story spun from illusion, a “tale told by a madman, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”
Beyond word and thought, beyond knowing and not-knowing, there is a bottomless abyss.
Once you fall into that void, you disappear.
What remains is that which always is, the eternal truth, untouched, unchanging.
Drop the veil of ignorance and see clearly:
Beginnings and endings belong only to the unreal.
The real is immortal,immaculate,blissful perfection.
The real is divine love, the infinite, all-powerful intelligent energy pervading everything.
Nothing else really exists.
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