WHAT OTHERS NAME SLEEPING OR WAKING
THE DIVINE EYE OF RESURRECTION NEVER CLOSES
THE ABSOLUTE’S ABYSS
CORE OF TAO
until the moon woke up inside me.
The sky's breath sang through me,
dried up my body's substance.
I roasted my heart in passion's fire
and found Shankara!
English version by Ranjit Hoskote
The solar system unfolds in a vast flower-like pattern,
the colors of which are beyond description.
Within this structure are the auric bodies of the planets
moving in stately procession about the sovereign sun.
Above and beyond the solar system are the blazing archetypal patterns
of the constellations which in turn mingle their lights
with the countless flames of the galaxy.
Below on earth every flower and plant has its own auric field, minerals shine with an interior light, and the earth beneath our feet is a mass of tiny stars.
In the midst of this diffusion of colors
stands the human being in an auric robe of glory.
Every moment of existence, even what we like to call death,
is bringing forth beings and creatures whose bodies will fade away,
but whose invisible constitutions will shine forever.
~ Manly P. Hall
(the above arrives in an e-mail newsletter
evening of Aug 15th, 2016)
also posted on Oceanspeak for Aug 16th, 2016
Excellent Clarifying article:
It's a deep fall into an unforgiving darkness
that won't let you go
until you find the song
that sings you home.
it may be a good idea to live wild like warriors,
love deep like mamas,
and give intensely with the capacity
of your own whole heart....