“We live in illusion and the appearance of things. There is a reality; we are that reality. When you understand this, you see that you are nothing, and being nothing, you are everything. That is all.” – Kalu Rinpoche
Consciousness has no boundaries. We are consciousness, yet we feel separate. Separate from each other, separate from our environment, separate from the Source. The base of our feeling separate lies in the illusion of our ego-centerness, our forgetting our origins.
This illusion is so perfect,
it is a perfect illusion.
It is a perfect, perfect solution
for this world of ours.
For this world of beauty
of rivers, mountains and streams,
for this beauty that we sleep through
in our dreams.
The beauty that is an illusion,
an illusion that can shatter
and will leave us in a state of wonder—
how could I have been so gullible,
so innocent and naïve,
yet so perfect and craving
for my Thee
which is the Thee and me,
in one.
In one entity who we will become,
who we will be once we leave
this spree of illusions.
Illusions are nice. Illusions are pretty.
Illusions are here and sometimes they turn gritty.
Gritty little lives and stories, gritty little tales
that are told over and over again.
Will we ever discover
that these stories are only our perception
of imaginary deception?
Deception of the highest deception possible
as we are not so gullible,
or are we?
Mais oui, mais oui, yes, we are.
We are oh, so gullible
From Illumination, Getting to Know the Invisible You – Click Here
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