Meditation
To sit
To be aware
To let thoughts go
But they intensify
To focus
To no-thought
To lose the self
Whatever – just sit!
Emptiness
Emptiness
Emptiness is impermanence.
Impermanence is everything.
Emptiness is everything.
Everything is impermanent.
Impermanence is emptiness.
Everything is emptiness.
Silence
No words are out there. No animal disturbs the silence. They are part of it.
Knowledge is energy
We know that matter is formed by energy. We do not know what kind of energy. We know that subatomic particles are energy fields. We know that these particles are emerging atoms and we know that the atoms of the elements are producing matter. Therefore, we know that all matter are energy fields. We know that biological units are made of matter. That is why we know that all organisms are energy fields too. Also we do know that thoughts are electric stimulations in the nervous-system and the herein nervous cells are transmitting these electric pulses. Therefore, we know that thoughts are results of energy movements in the material sphere. that is why we know that thoughts are energy fields too. Furthermore, we know that culture is made by thoughts of people. We know that culture emerges through the exchange of thoughts. Therefore, we know that culture is an exchange of energy by people. And we know that the energy emerges culture and all cultural products. Therefore, we know that all appearances, from matter to thoughts and culture, are energy. Finally, we know that our world as we know it is not really what we believe to know that it is. Therefore, the question is: What do we really know?
The Way
The way is the way is the way,
Which leads straight on around the curve.
Winter’s day
No snow, but sun.
No rain, but clouds neither.
The sun sits low on its way to sundown.
The moon disc rises on the clear sky.
Nothing stays the same,
All is changing.
Winter sun
Winter sun
Bright blue sky
White disc of sun
Snow sparkling in sunlight
Winter sun
Winter sun
Frosting cold winds are blowing,
Winter sun as high up as can be,
Warmth is growing in my heart.
Words
Words are like cotton candy,
They are fluffy at first,
But when you touch them they get solid
And can hurt with sweetness.
Just walk by,
Do not stick with them.
The world is an illusion
The world is an illusion,
If we are realising this,
We recognise that nothing is true.
But we are part of the world,
So all of this is an illusion too?
We understand that the illusion is an illusion.